So around the beginning of August, I had my first seizure. I thought it was no big deal, I mean, I had brain surgery a few days before, it's a given that there's going to be some side-effects.
The first one was fine, I was talking to a friend at my house who I hadn't seen in a long time, and at some point in the conversation I repeated the same sentence twice. I didn't think much of it, and neither did my friend, but all of a sudden I was tipping over the back of my chair and started, for lack of a better word, seizuring.
Obviously I don't remember the actual seizure, but I woke up fine on the floor, with a paramedic walking towards me. I felt well, I stood straight up to see everyone in floods of tears, except, y'know, the the paramedics, That wouldn't have inspired much hope. Everyone thought I was having another brain haemorrhage, which is very understandable as I hadn't had any seizures up until that point.
Then things got much worse. I've had seven seizures now (my last one was a week ago) and they have gotten progressively worse each time. I don't know how much you know about epilepsy, but before a seizure you an "aura" which is basically your body saying; "go somewhere safe, I'm about to start freaking out on you". For me this lasts about 1-2 minutes, which is brilliant as I have time to tell people what's happening, not to panic, and tell them what they should do, namely to make sure I don't hurt myself during the seizure.
What's not so brilliant is that now I've has seven seizures, and I can't find any explanation for the last one. Usually they happen because of one of three reasons;
1) I haven't drunk enough water
2) I'm very tired
3) I've had too much alcohol a day or two ago
But this time none of these things were in the mix
So now I'm doped up on a lot of medication, and I'm constantly on edge about having a seizure. So at the moment, it's ruining my quality of life. I have to find a way around this, because I'm not letting any more of this stuff take over my life.
As it turns out, no one has their "fair share" of troubles, and they'll just keep on coming if needs be.
But on a less depressing note, my surgery is working :D, and as my epilepsy was induced by either the stroke or the surgery, it might go away some day. So fingers crossed!