Today I joined dozens of my fellow citizens in a demonstration at our local Post Office, protesting the administration’s cuts in service and equipment.
I tend to get enthusiastic at these things, and the organizer called me a “firecracker.”
“You should see me when I’m off my meds!” I joked.
Just then, I realized I’d forgotten to take my morning course of anti-seizure drugs.
That’s Brain Injury For Ya 