Seizing Freedom

Tyler

Even though I'm back to daily seizures I'm actually really happy right now.

Thanks to some tiny little white pill I feel more normal than I have in months. Aside from the weird fuzzy feeling I get when I wake up now I don't feel like I'm having a panic attack anymore. The weird hallucinations are gone and I can actually make out what people say. For once I'm actually glad I dislocated my shoulder when I did, if I didn't we never would have known about it.

Even if my doctor had tried to call me I probably wouldn't have answered it. I wasn't planning on going back, I had accepted things the way they were.

I know my brain and pills don't like to work together for long, but for once I'm going to let myself enjoy it while it lasts. It's been a week and its been great so far.

When I get home from work Mike comes out from the hallway and I'm not sure how to react.

"Don't kill me." he begs holding up his hands, one still holding a paint roller.

I take one look at him and burst out laughing.

He's covered in paint.

The once black cut off t-shirt is now almost completely grey with a bit of lime green and turquoise splashed here and there. His stomach has just as much paint as his shorts arms and legs do, hell there's even paint in his hair.

"What did you do?" I laugh shaking my head and he smiles sheepishly.

"I kind of painted the spare room." he admits then winces.

"Did you get any on the walls?" I ask still laughing and he rolls his eyes then heads back down the hallway to the spare room.

I follow him and step in to find the walls and some of the old furniture we had in there all painted.

Thank god he put a plastic sheet on the floor, I think there's just as much paint on it than everything else.

"Wow, this actually looks good. When the hell did you have time to do this?" I ask and he shrugs.

"We only had one exam today, I did a little shopping on my way home." he admits turning away.

"Oh? Should I be scared?" I chuckle and he steps back then opens the closet.

There's a bunch of bags I cant really see inside but I do see a bedding set for the single bed frame he repainted, a lamp, a few toys and a small foldable playpen or crib thing, I'm not really sure what it is.

"You really did do some shopping." I laugh and he blushes.

"Well I knew I wanted to paint It and I wanted to kind of keep it gender neutral. So I decided I needed to pick out the bedding first so I knew what colors to paint the walls and one thing kind of led to another..." he admits and smiles again.