Hey guys, Awesome here, and today I am going to tell you what it's like to have a seizure.
The example I'll be using is my latest seizure, which was about five weeks ago.
It started when I was reading science with Daddy. As I was reading to him about pufferfish, I started feeling really weird.
I told Mommy, who told me to smile, and then when she saw my smile was lop-sided, popped a Klonopin melt into my mouth.
Sensing another seizure was nigh, I shrieked,"I DON'T WANNA DO THIS!," causing my sister-in-law Alison to ask me what I didn't want to do. I couldn't remember the word for seizure, so I just scowled at her.
Then my head twisted to the side, and...I woke up on the couch. (I had a seizure but don't remember anything about it.)
When I woke up, Mommy was standing over me. She talked to me, and I was furious. I had had a seizure! Now my plans for the day were ruined. I cried.
Mommy slipped in a Muppets Most Wanted DVD. Now I got even angrier-- I was being distracted! I scowled. I didn't want to watch a movie. I wanted to read Ozy and Mille. I tried to pause the movie, accidentally turning it back to the title screen, and limped back to another room, to my brother's computer.
Mommy picked up what I was doing, and offered to type for me when I said I wanted comics. I can't spell right after I have a seizure. "Do you want Pooch Cafe?" she asked. I shook my head.
Alison had noticed me reading Ozy and Millie earlier and suggested it. I nodded. Mommy typed in Ozzy and Millie. I told her there was one Z. She brought up the strip I had been on--Ozy and Millie walking with Avery in the background.
I couldn't make out a single word besides"Poor Avery." I could see the words, but they didn't make any sense to me when I read them. Alison read it to me. It still didn't make sense.
But I was determined. I kept reading through strip after strip until finally 99.999% of it began to make sense.
By the time I had read for an hour, I was mostly recovered.
Then, to cheer me up because I was sad from the seizure and also because I had just managed to drop my favorite stuffed animal into the toilet, Mommy took me out to the Thift Store--my favorite store. I love the Thrift Store!!
Mommy bought me four stuffed animals: Rose, a pink snake; her husband Scrakky, a lizard; his best friend, Carl, a Valentine's Day doberman, and Thunderbolt, a horse. Yay!!!
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