Little sleep plus brain tumor = seizure. So, I may have to take it easy for a little while. Nearly went into full convulsions - while holding a knife! I fought it, and it stopped, so no EMT over me with an oxygen mask. I hate that, almost as much as I hate waking up with an IV in the back of my hand. Just thinking about it makes my hands itch.
I guess I'll take a little time off and just read for the next couple of days. I have new books from John Rickards, Richard Yates and Robet Ferrigno. Or I'll watch Metal Month on VH1. But no late nights writing. I shouldn't have even come into work today, but oh well.