It's the morning, and you're in the shower. You're a bit tired today, but that makes sense, you got to sleep late last night, so that shouldn't be a problem. But hang on, you still feel weird, and maybe it's not just "tired", it could be something worse. Calm down, you had your meds only a few hours ago, so stop panicking for no reason.
Theoretically, everything is fine, all the factors are in place that mean that you won't have a seizure. But you can't shake that feeling that you're about to have one. You decide to get out of the shower; you don't want to be stood up if the worst happens. You take a moment to breath, and you rationalize that everything is ok. Then comes that absolutely distinct, yet inexplicable, feeling. You're about to have a seizure.
You know you have a bit of time before it starts, so you carefully plan what you're going to do. First, better tell someone. You go tell your dad in the next room to come back to your room. You tell him the situation, and what to do; "Relax, I'm about to have a seizure, just make sure I don't bang my head off anything". Your bewildered fathers natural instinct to do something to help kicks in, but you know there's nothing he can do, besides, you've lost your ability to speak at this point, so you can't tell him that. All there is to do is to wait for blissful unconsciousness. Urgh, this is taking forever, you feel awful, and your leg hasn't even started shaking yet (that's what usually happens a few moments before the seizure)
Oh, hang on, your leg has started wobbling, that's the hard part over, you'll be unconscious at any moment now. Any moment now...Huh? This is taking a while. "Oh crap, am I having a seizure, WHILST STILL CONCIOUS??" you think to yourself, as your head is forced over your right shoulder. Suddenly you feel this violent spike through your body up towards your head, your mouth is jammed open, and your limbs feel like they've finally had enough of you and are trying to escape your body. You can't hear properly, and all you can do is watch your terrified Dad, powerless to help you, through the windows that are your eyes. Are you possessed? It certainly feels like it.
After what feels like forever, your body starts to settle down, until it finally stops it's battle against itself. "Finally" you think, "I can let him know that you're ok".
"Burrrrgh"
Wait, what? That wasn't a sentence. Just tell him that you're ok!
"Urrrrkkk" you mumble.
You have perfect presence of mind, but you can't tell anyone about it. Never mind that though, try and sit up. Nope, can't do that yet. Try and lie still at least? Come on body, work with me here. Oh fine, just roll around on the floor like an idiot then.
Wait, what's that you feel? You're going to be sick? Say something!
"Unnnghhh"
You don't think he understands, which is fair enough you suppose.
So you throw up on the floor a few times, while you moan and drool on the floor, and it just keeps coming. You don't quite know when this nightmare will end, after all, you're usually passed out at this point.
Finally, you can muster up a word or two;
"I'm alright"
Thank God. Mission complete. Now you can just lie there and wait until you can move properly again.
But wait, here comes the flurry of worry; "Oh God I'm going to be on more medication now, which makes me feel like a zombie as it is now! Does this mean that I won't ever be seizure free?? Will I ever be able to go back to uni? Where the hell is my life going, first a stroke and now this? WHEN DOES THIS END?!"
So there you lie, covered in various bodily fluids, aching and worrying. But hey, at least it's over right?
This, my friends, was my first "partial seizure", which occurred last Thursday. I have no recollection of any seizures before this one (which have all been tonic-clonic). Partial seizures are "better" because it means that the medication is sort of controlling the electrical signals that go crazy during a seizure. However, they feel horrific. Seriously.
All in all, this is a good thing, it means my medication is beginning to control my seizures, so hopefully, I will never have one again. I hope you enjoyed my account into the wonderful world of epilepsy.
EDIT: I know I've put a bit up about this before, this is just a more detailed account.
Has anyone else experienced a seizure a prolonged period after their brain injury 
Been a while 
