This might not be the actual date, but it’s the one I’ve chosen to celebrate the 10th anniversary of my last “involuntary loss of consciousness.” I haven’t had a blackout in a decade. My anti-seizure meds seem to be working…
It’s strange that I can remember the exact dates of my two generalized tonic-clonic (grand mal) seizures: 9/30/91 and 1/2/02. Beyond those, I’m lucky if I can pin them down to a specific month. Except for this one, of course. April 16th was a special date, primarily because Minnesota suspends your driver’s license for six months after an involuntary loss of consciousness. If my last seizure had happened after April 19th, that six months could have carried over past my 26th birthday and I would have had to retake my driver’s test. At age 26.
So when the necessary time had passed and it was a few days before my birthday, we were scurrying around to fill out paperwork so I could get my license back without sitting in a room full of teenagers for an entire day, facing a constant battle of wanting to bash my head against a table, hopefully leading to a voluntary loss of consciousness.
I don’t think I’ve written about my seizure in ’02 before, so I’ll try to give you all an abridged version of the story. Keep in mind that some of this is a little fuzzy, especially the order in which stuff happened, but 1 1/2 weeks in the hospital tends to blend things together a bit. Continue reading “Ten seizure-free years and counting…”
