With each epileptic dizzy spell I have; I get closer to wanting that brain surgery. I was trying to sleep last night, and I rolled over onto my stomach and I lost sensation to my face. And now, I'm getting dizzy, again; which I say because lately, I've been getting dizzy twice in just the morning.
And I know there are people out there who say, "Oh, I have that too." To everything that you've actually got. How do I know? That's easy. I live with them. (It's called hypochondriasis. People who suffer from thinking they suffer are called hypochondriacs. And it's annoying and unappreciated by those with real problems.) So, keeping in mind there are hypochondriacs, some of whom might actually come across my profile; let me dumb it down for you, and explain exactly what epilepsy is. It is a discharge of electricity to the brain. It comes with severe vertigo, which can lead to taking a fall. It comes with loss of sensation to the face, or loss of consciousness. Everything sounds like your ear is pressed up to a small metal tube, and people are yelling into it; which of course increases the vertigo. Shutting your eyes is a horrible idea; because now the room is spinning in every direction. You're safest by holding an object (the best kind is a puke pail!) of one color in front of your eyes. Now you've got a place to put it, and the room is slowing down. You're sweating heavily and your numb ears are ringing. Sometime during the spell you've fallen on the floor, and everything is going black. You know you should call for help, but no one would be able to do anything but call an ambulance. But you can't speak. You try, but your words don't make sense even to you. But that's okay. You'd rather sleep it off.
And that, my friends, is what is known as the mildest of epilepsy. Some people are stuck in hospitals, bed-ridden for life, with the most severe of it, and they never, ever, have a break. You hypochondriacs know nothing.
But, I do have wonderful news. My test results for diabetes came back, and they were negative. I'm clear! How awesome is that? My mood has lifted since my last few entries and I just want to apologize for them.
Well, it's a beautiful, sunny day outside and here I sit. What? Really? No. Not for long.
And I know there are people out there who say, "Oh, I have that too." To everything that you've actually got. How do I know? That's easy. I live with them. (It's called hypochondriasis. People who suffer from thinking they suffer are called hypochondriacs. And it's annoying and unappreciated by those with real problems.) So, keeping in mind there are hypochondriacs, some of whom might actually come across my profile; let me dumb it down for you, and explain exactly what epilepsy is. It is a discharge of electricity to the brain. It comes with severe vertigo, which can lead to taking a fall. It comes with loss of sensation to the face, or loss of consciousness. Everything sounds like your ear is pressed up to a small metal tube, and people are yelling into it; which of course increases the vertigo. Shutting your eyes is a horrible idea; because now the room is spinning in every direction. You're safest by holding an object (the best kind is a puke pail!) of one color in front of your eyes. Now you've got a place to put it, and the room is slowing down. You're sweating heavily and your numb ears are ringing. Sometime during the spell you've fallen on the floor, and everything is going black. You know you should call for help, but no one would be able to do anything but call an ambulance. But you can't speak. You try, but your words don't make sense even to you. But that's okay. You'd rather sleep it off.
And that, my friends, is what is known as the mildest of epilepsy. Some people are stuck in hospitals, bed-ridden for life, with the most severe of it, and they never, ever, have a break. You hypochondriacs know nothing.
But, I do have wonderful news. My test results for diabetes came back, and they were negative. I'm clear! How awesome is that? My mood has lifted since my last few entries and I just want to apologize for them.
Well, it's a beautiful, sunny day outside and here I sit. What? Really? No. Not for long.
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