Thanks for all the kind words and the support you guys gave while I was in the hospital. It helped me out as well as my husband!
I feel a bit beaten but we're going to carry on.
My specialist is on holidays but the epilepsy nurse still wants me to continue on the Keppra.
I don't have any memories from Sunday night, Monday or Tuesday.
Now I know what it feels like to wake up and not know where I am. I have memories of going to the hospital.
Apparently I fought being intubated which I find really amusing. I am a people pleaser and pretty mellow so I wish I could have seen that! I would laugh! I'm sure the ER staff weren't laughing. My throat is pretty roughed up from it. I can still only talk softly.
The EEG was clean but they always have been but they base their decisions on that. They are just calling them non epileptic seizures in their opinion. But even the hospital was giving me a script of Keppra with 4 repeats so I'm a bit confused. Neuro was bit hostile at the end but hey...I wanted out of there!
My favourite memory was getting giddy before my meds one night and dancing in front of the mirror while singing "Put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up...I said DOCTOR, ain't there nothing I can take!" complete with rock and roll stance...then thinking, oh geez I better go lie down. Fortunately I did not wake my roomate who had a stroke a week ago. She was snoring. Sweet lady. Another time too it was totally funny when my nurse was giving me my meds. Oh, is this my keppra, with a big smile? She said, you just had a seizure didn't you. I was like, oh? You can tell? She said, yeah, that magazine you're reading must not be making alot of sense and she was asking me to lie down like I was a 2 yr old. Sure enough. Whammo, I clustered.
I'm trying not to get my hopes up about what my specialist has to say.
The hospital has ordered me to see a psychiatrist. Sigh. I know it's not a bad thing. I saw one in the hospital and she said she often gets cases like mine when they can't figure things out neurologically they think it must be psychiatric and that if I do go then at least I will have a medical disclaimer stating it's not psychiatric.
Man oh man.
My life is certainly not boring.
Thanks again for the support. I don't know where we go from here.
More waiting I guess.
I don't know what to think.
Can't wait to see the kids tonight.
I think we should have ice cream for dinner.
Soooooooooo tired still. I guess I'll know more in a week I hope.
I feel a bit beaten but we're going to carry on.
My specialist is on holidays but the epilepsy nurse still wants me to continue on the Keppra.
I don't have any memories from Sunday night, Monday or Tuesday.
Now I know what it feels like to wake up and not know where I am. I have memories of going to the hospital.
Apparently I fought being intubated which I find really amusing. I am a people pleaser and pretty mellow so I wish I could have seen that! I would laugh! I'm sure the ER staff weren't laughing. My throat is pretty roughed up from it. I can still only talk softly.
The EEG was clean but they always have been but they base their decisions on that. They are just calling them non epileptic seizures in their opinion. But even the hospital was giving me a script of Keppra with 4 repeats so I'm a bit confused. Neuro was bit hostile at the end but hey...I wanted out of there!
My favourite memory was getting giddy before my meds one night and dancing in front of the mirror while singing "Put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up...I said DOCTOR, ain't there nothing I can take!" complete with rock and roll stance...then thinking, oh geez I better go lie down. Fortunately I did not wake my roomate who had a stroke a week ago. She was snoring. Sweet lady. Another time too it was totally funny when my nurse was giving me my meds. Oh, is this my keppra, with a big smile? She said, you just had a seizure didn't you. I was like, oh? You can tell? She said, yeah, that magazine you're reading must not be making alot of sense and she was asking me to lie down like I was a 2 yr old. Sure enough. Whammo, I clustered.
I'm trying not to get my hopes up about what my specialist has to say.
The hospital has ordered me to see a psychiatrist. Sigh. I know it's not a bad thing. I saw one in the hospital and she said she often gets cases like mine when they can't figure things out neurologically they think it must be psychiatric and that if I do go then at least I will have a medical disclaimer stating it's not psychiatric.
Man oh man.
My life is certainly not boring.
Thanks again for the support. I don't know where we go from here.
More waiting I guess.
I don't know what to think.
Can't wait to see the kids tonight.
I think we should have ice cream for dinner.
Soooooooooo tired still. I guess I'll know more in a week I hope.