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September 2016

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Back-To-Back Seizures (Kinda)

Well toots. I had another seizure on Saturday. That’s a fast turnaround since I just had a seizure a few weeks ago. Never a good sign. I was playing with my nephew, who had just finished his peewee football game. His older brother was suited up on the field. We were swinging on tree branches, between practicing touchdown dances, when all of a sudden I felt the seizure coming on. I looked at my eight year old nephew, who didn’t even know what a seizure was, and by the tone of my voice, he knew something was very wrong. I told him, with my bug eyes, to get Dan. I slowly followed, pulling pills out of my purse. There was so much excitement, the fans cheering for the players on the field, kids throwing balls, girls taking SnapChats with their friends, laughter, yells. There was nowhere quiet to go. I put a pill in my mouth and chewed it, hoping it would seep under my tongue and enter my blood system fast. Dan came to me, pulling off my coat since I had lost control of my torso. I always overheat when there’s seizure activity, so it’s important for me to get cool as soon as possible. He gently rocked me down to the ground, supporting my neck. He then ran to get water, and ice, and a few people started to ask if we needed the trainer, or a medical professional. I was able to tell them it was nothing to worry about, that I’m epileptic, and will be fine in a minute. A big fear of mine is being put in an ambulance, and being placed in the hospital, but we were able to avoid that issue. I don’t know what I would have done without Dan. As…

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Post Seizure Update

I’m back! I took a hiatus, had to get back on my feet. The seizure was a doozy, although, it wasn’t a grand mal so I’m grateful for that. It all went down because I borrowed my mom’s carpet shampooer, and I used her noxious cleaner. (Our house is normally a low chemical zone – I’m a baking soda, vinegar, organic, kinda girl.) A few minutes into the cleaning, I started getting lightheaded. I didn’t realize in that moment that I was already in the seizure. Somehow I grabbed my medicine, and a phone, even though I don’t recall making a point to do so. I wandered out to get fresh air, I felt like I was shuffling through a chemical cloud. The smell of the cleaner was so overwhelming that my brain felt like it was choking. I went to a semi-shaded area of the yard, and although it took a long time of staring at the phone, not understanding how to work it, I was eventually able to hit redial which was my parent’s work number. At that point, of progression, all I could say was, “It’s happening! It’s happening! Get Dan. Get Dan.” I was unable to hang up the phone, and could hear them scrambling to find their cell phones. I could hear their panic, their dialog. Then I heard the dead dial tone beeping. I remember closing my eyes, and for the first time during a seizure, I started praying. I prayed to the rhythm of the beeping. “Thank you for my life. Thank you for my life. Thank you for my life. Thank you for my life.” All in all, it wasn’t a short episode, but by the time I realized that it was okay to relinquish control, that I was fooling myself by…

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