Okay so yesterday we were taking ornaments off of our tree, right, and then...
I'm on the floor.
Like I already knew I was laying there, but then I became aware that I knew that I was laying there. I literally had no idea what had happened, so I kept trying to get and my mum kept forcing me to lie down and then a fuckin ambulance shows up and theres a but of EMTs in our living room.
So apparently, I had a seizure. I remember nothing, but my parents said that I started jerking around, the fell, then did the whole 'twitchy, not breathing, eyes rolled up, face turning green from lack of oxygen' thing.
okay then. The weird thing is, I've never had a seizure before, it doesn't run in our family, and my meds don't usually cause them.
so I go to the ER, get an EKG and an X-ray. They don't know what's wrong, so now I'm scheduled for an MRI in a week.
And I just go home.
I feel kind of fuzzy, and i'm having trouble remembering some things, but apart from that, i'm normal.
My friend Bambi is visiting my sickbed to nurse me back to health tomorrow.
More likely she'll roll me off the bed so she can lie down. Love that child.
The only other thing that's happening is that the big 'family communication meeting/intervention/I don't know what to call it' is happening next sunday.
Wheeeee.
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