I had my 1st grand mal last November while driving. I was coasting slowly and stopped after hitting a sign. I had my license revoked. And I had the worst year trying to get rides or help. No one understood the problems of getting groceries, Rx's and especially the dog couldn't go to the groomer to have his nails cut and trying to get to the rabies clinic was impossible. I worry I may lose him. I also have other health problems and have been on SSD for a long time.
I got my driver's license back and then had a grand mal on Halloween while at my Mom's. The seizures happen after not getting enough sleep from living downtown. I hunkered down at my Mom's not wanting to go "home" but I need that zip code to qualify for Section 8 Housing but I know if I go back I will not get any sleep. Yes, I have industrial earplugs. The doctor believes the seizures are from lack of sleep and stress.
My Mom has a lung disease and cannot do much; she is suffocating. In my paranoia from realizing I now am diagnosed with epilepsy, I called Adult Protective Services for help. Mom can hardly function and stubbornly said she needs no help. I don't know if I should try to use their services as I have had nothing but problems with social services including missing most doctor appointments using the disability bus or being forced into situations I never want to be involved in. I don't trust the system. I need reliable rides to doctor appointments, tests, grocery shopping. Plus they want me back in my room and not at my Mom's for their help. I cannot go back there without losing it.
I am on Lamictal increasing 25mg per week with panic attacks, migraines, itching, vivid nightmares. I was told this is normal until I adjust to the medicine. My Mom expects me to be normal as the dosage increases. And the last 2 places she drove me to, she got very ill and couldn't drive.
I am very scared. I don't know what to do or what is the right choices. I am not getting the support or good advice I need. I feel very alone. Should I try Adult Protective Sevices? I told them I was mentally ill because I figured it was the only way to get their attention and help. I am suppose to call the social worker back. I am scared to death to call them back. Now what?
Sorry this is so long. It has been a bad, long year. Thank You!
I got my driver's license back and then had a grand mal on Halloween while at my Mom's. The seizures happen after not getting enough sleep from living downtown. I hunkered down at my Mom's not wanting to go "home" but I need that zip code to qualify for Section 8 Housing but I know if I go back I will not get any sleep. Yes, I have industrial earplugs. The doctor believes the seizures are from lack of sleep and stress.
My Mom has a lung disease and cannot do much; she is suffocating. In my paranoia from realizing I now am diagnosed with epilepsy, I called Adult Protective Services for help. Mom can hardly function and stubbornly said she needs no help. I don't know if I should try to use their services as I have had nothing but problems with social services including missing most doctor appointments using the disability bus or being forced into situations I never want to be involved in. I don't trust the system. I need reliable rides to doctor appointments, tests, grocery shopping. Plus they want me back in my room and not at my Mom's for their help. I cannot go back there without losing it.
I am on Lamictal increasing 25mg per week with panic attacks, migraines, itching, vivid nightmares. I was told this is normal until I adjust to the medicine. My Mom expects me to be normal as the dosage increases. And the last 2 places she drove me to, she got very ill and couldn't drive.
I am very scared. I don't know what to do or what is the right choices. I am not getting the support or good advice I need. I feel very alone. Should I try Adult Protective Sevices? I told them I was mentally ill because I figured it was the only way to get their attention and help. I am suppose to call the social worker back. I am scared to death to call them back. Now what?
Sorry this is so long. It has been a bad, long year. Thank You!