Being Alice: Neurology's event horizon
Feb. 11th, 2013 10:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightlotusmoonHad a complex partial seizure while on the stairs. I was melting until my head touched the carpet of one of the steps. In my brain I was traveling so quickly, with Alicia by my side, that the world was a blur. I was drooling. I couldn't take deep breaths. Everything was spinning. I screamed for Serena, and she wrapped her arms around me and smelled like resins of amber, frankincense, lotus, and coffee. I managed to suck in a deep breath.
Rose kitten was right next to me when I came out of it. I called out and Adam helped me stand so I could pull myself up the rest of the way.
I still had my cell phone in my limp, frozen, ghostly left hand. The seizure had lasted three minutes. I am typing this mostly with my spastic right hand. I will be fine. Repeat. Etcetera. The trigger was emotional excitement of unknown origin. My head hurts and my neck hurts. This is a documentation. I am exhausted and drained and I will still do what I was going to do, just far more slowly. I know my brain, and I will be fine.
Addendum: I do not want or need to be told that my medications might not be working, or that I should try something else, or that some other epileptic person did something to heal their seizures and therefore I should do the same, or any other platitudes or cliches regarding outside non-medical opinions about my health, unless you are actually in the medical field. I know what to do, and it is helping me just fine. The only reason I am posting this here is because of the many many disabled friends for whom I am advocating and spreading knowledge and empathy.
Rose kitten was right next to me when I came out of it. I called out and Adam helped me stand so I could pull myself up the rest of the way.
I still had my cell phone in my limp, frozen, ghostly left hand. The seizure had lasted three minutes. I am typing this mostly with my spastic right hand. I will be fine. Repeat. Etcetera. The trigger was emotional excitement of unknown origin. My head hurts and my neck hurts. This is a documentation. I am exhausted and drained and I will still do what I was going to do, just far more slowly. I know my brain, and I will be fine.
Addendum: I do not want or need to be told that my medications might not be working, or that I should try something else, or that some other epileptic person did something to heal their seizures and therefore I should do the same, or any other platitudes or cliches regarding outside non-medical opinions about my health, unless you are actually in the medical field. I know what to do, and it is helping me just fine. The only reason I am posting this here is because of the many many disabled friends for whom I am advocating and spreading knowledge and empathy.
