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Sometime I forget to post my real-life stuff in here, but I try whenever possible.
So here's some real life stuff. Last night I had a grand mal again, and apparently slammed my head and shoulder pretty hard falling out of the computer chair because now I have a black eye and a temple all bruised, and my shoulder is so tender that you can't touch it or move it much. I bit my tongue, of course.
Jessi was amazing; she held me on my side so I didn't swallow anything I might throw up, and got Emily to call 911, and ...from there we sat in the ER for...8 hours...while I got a CT scan and x-rayed and bloodwork done and generally waited on everything. Everything looked "normal". Fantastic. I wanted to throw up. (I did throw up. It was such a good time, let me tell you.) I'm pretty sure I had another semi-seizure in the hospital. Not a full grand mal, but intense tonic-clonics and myeclonics all over my body, that I was completely aware of. It was...weird. They gave me Atavan for it and it chilled out. I keep wondering why I don't just go on Atavan, because it always works in the E.R.
So then we came home at 9 in the morning and slept until now-ish.
Apparently this time I didn't forget too much of what happened other than the seizure itself, because the last thing I remember before the seizure, was building my Sims house, and that's what was still up afterwards, and by the time I was coming to they were already here to pick me up, and I remember being picked up into the ambulance. And unlike last time the way I fell wasn't impossible from the way I was sitting, so I think I just had a seizure out of nowhere. Fun times. I'm going to have to keep that chair lower so next time I send it flying across the room I'm not falling two feet down.
We, of course, just found out that I'm not on medical insurance anymore, so we're looking at signing me up for Medicaid. I have to email people to let them know that I can't come in for an interview, which really pisses me off because I can't have seizures getting in the way of jobs all the time. Dad wants me to get an epilepsy bracelet. Jessi wants me to drink more water and stop staying up so late and mostly be on the bed if I'm going to be online. That last part I know I should have been doing already, anyway.
This totally killed my "today I'm going to finish my Color Theory class, and meet with RMJ, and finish job applications!!" thing. I can barely get out of bed right now. I get random waves of nausea...definitely a concussion.
Well, enough of this cheery banter. I need to get up a little bit and see how far I can get.
Oh, and food just arrived. Nice soft food that won't hurt my tongue. Maybe I'll eat that and watch some Torchwood.
I love you all <3
crossposted to LJ from Dreamwidth
So here's some real life stuff. Last night I had a grand mal again, and apparently slammed my head and shoulder pretty hard falling out of the computer chair because now I have a black eye and a temple all bruised, and my shoulder is so tender that you can't touch it or move it much. I bit my tongue, of course.
Jessi was amazing; she held me on my side so I didn't swallow anything I might throw up, and got Emily to call 911, and ...from there we sat in the ER for...8 hours...while I got a CT scan and x-rayed and bloodwork done and generally waited on everything. Everything looked "normal". Fantastic. I wanted to throw up. (I did throw up. It was such a good time, let me tell you.) I'm pretty sure I had another semi-seizure in the hospital. Not a full grand mal, but intense tonic-clonics and myeclonics all over my body, that I was completely aware of. It was...weird. They gave me Atavan for it and it chilled out. I keep wondering why I don't just go on Atavan, because it always works in the E.R.
So then we came home at 9 in the morning and slept until now-ish.
Apparently this time I didn't forget too much of what happened other than the seizure itself, because the last thing I remember before the seizure, was building my Sims house, and that's what was still up afterwards, and by the time I was coming to they were already here to pick me up, and I remember being picked up into the ambulance. And unlike last time the way I fell wasn't impossible from the way I was sitting, so I think I just had a seizure out of nowhere. Fun times. I'm going to have to keep that chair lower so next time I send it flying across the room I'm not falling two feet down.
We, of course, just found out that I'm not on medical insurance anymore, so we're looking at signing me up for Medicaid. I have to email people to let them know that I can't come in for an interview, which really pisses me off because I can't have seizures getting in the way of jobs all the time. Dad wants me to get an epilepsy bracelet. Jessi wants me to drink more water and stop staying up so late and mostly be on the bed if I'm going to be online. That last part I know I should have been doing already, anyway.
This totally killed my "today I'm going to finish my Color Theory class, and meet with RMJ, and finish job applications!!" thing. I can barely get out of bed right now. I get random waves of nausea...definitely a concussion.
Well, enough of this cheery banter. I need to get up a little bit and see how far I can get.
Oh, and food just arrived. Nice soft food that won't hurt my tongue. Maybe I'll eat that and watch some Torchwood.
I love you all <3
crossposted to LJ from Dreamwidth