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Found a link to the site and decided to register.
I don't know whether I'm technically classified as an epileptic; what I do know is that I'm a 40 year old lawyer who developed migraines about 4 years ago and suffered 3 grand mal's in the last 6 months, 2 of which were somewhat violent and rather long (or so I'm told)....both lasted about 6-9 mins. and I was unconcious for 45 mins. to a hour. Fortunately, all three times I happened to be with friends; unfortunately, I've both split my head open once and chipped a tooth. I haven't heard the phrase "tonic-clonic" yet, but I'm assuming that's what I'm dealing with here.
Get this....the worst one happened in a church committee meeting, the committee being composed of myself, a Ph.D. nurse, a clinical psychologist who specializes in TBI, and the CEO of a 24 county MH/MR facility, and two other folks who are Ph.Ds. I guess if you're going to have one, that's the kind of people you want to have with you when it goes down.
They've diagnosed it as "seizure disorder" which is sort of a catch-all term for those of us whose seizure onset begins in midlife. At least that's what my neuro called it.
I take Depakote ER (500 mgs) bid, Topamax tid. One seizure occurred while on Topamax...the Depakote was added after that. I've not had any since the addition of Depakote, but I know that I will...I just don't know when.
Here's a few questions I have: first, is this disorder a subcategory of of epilepsy?
Second, according to a friend of mine during one of the seizures I was not breathing and a gentleman who happened to be in the lobby (we were in the lobby of the Inn at the Ballpark in downtown Houston) ran over, knelt down, and said something and I immediately began to breath. My friend asked how he knew what to do and he remarked that he had a brother and a sister who are both epileptics.
Here's the question: has any of y'all ever heard of anything like this? Anyone have any idea what he could have said that caused me to start breathing? Given the panic of the circumstances my friend doesn't remember what the remark was, which is certainly understandable, but I've got to know.
Finally, for those of you who are parents, I'm the father of three of the greatest sons a man could ask for, ages 20 mths., 4 y/o, and 7 y/o. My greatest fear them having to watch dad suffer a grand mal. If there is anyone here who has to deal with such a situation, I'd appreciate you sharing how you dealt with the situation.
You know, where I grew up you kinda had to do whatever it took in order deal with very serious issues...issues of life and death...at a fairly young, impressionable age. I went to 13 funerals my senior year in high school, 9 of which were students in the school district who had all died of cancer (all were AML,CML, or non-Hodgkin's lymphoma) brought on by the presence of the EPA's number 1 carcinogenic refinery being 1/4 mile south of the campus, and the facilities that ranked third and fifth were a mere 2 and 5 miles south, respectively. There wasn't a whole lotta things out there that we didn't give the bird to b/c we were frightened or intimidated.
But this scares the ever-living hell out of me.
I don't know whether I'm technically classified as an epileptic; what I do know is that I'm a 40 year old lawyer who developed migraines about 4 years ago and suffered 3 grand mal's in the last 6 months, 2 of which were somewhat violent and rather long (or so I'm told)....both lasted about 6-9 mins. and I was unconcious for 45 mins. to a hour. Fortunately, all three times I happened to be with friends; unfortunately, I've both split my head open once and chipped a tooth. I haven't heard the phrase "tonic-clonic" yet, but I'm assuming that's what I'm dealing with here.
Get this....the worst one happened in a church committee meeting, the committee being composed of myself, a Ph.D. nurse, a clinical psychologist who specializes in TBI, and the CEO of a 24 county MH/MR facility, and two other folks who are Ph.Ds. I guess if you're going to have one, that's the kind of people you want to have with you when it goes down.
They've diagnosed it as "seizure disorder" which is sort of a catch-all term for those of us whose seizure onset begins in midlife. At least that's what my neuro called it.
I take Depakote ER (500 mgs) bid, Topamax tid. One seizure occurred while on Topamax...the Depakote was added after that. I've not had any since the addition of Depakote, but I know that I will...I just don't know when.
Here's a few questions I have: first, is this disorder a subcategory of of epilepsy?
Second, according to a friend of mine during one of the seizures I was not breathing and a gentleman who happened to be in the lobby (we were in the lobby of the Inn at the Ballpark in downtown Houston) ran over, knelt down, and said something and I immediately began to breath. My friend asked how he knew what to do and he remarked that he had a brother and a sister who are both epileptics.
Here's the question: has any of y'all ever heard of anything like this? Anyone have any idea what he could have said that caused me to start breathing? Given the panic of the circumstances my friend doesn't remember what the remark was, which is certainly understandable, but I've got to know.
Finally, for those of you who are parents, I'm the father of three of the greatest sons a man could ask for, ages 20 mths., 4 y/o, and 7 y/o. My greatest fear them having to watch dad suffer a grand mal. If there is anyone here who has to deal with such a situation, I'd appreciate you sharing how you dealt with the situation.
You know, where I grew up you kinda had to do whatever it took in order deal with very serious issues...issues of life and death...at a fairly young, impressionable age. I went to 13 funerals my senior year in high school, 9 of which were students in the school district who had all died of cancer (all were AML,CML, or non-Hodgkin's lymphoma) brought on by the presence of the EPA's number 1 carcinogenic refinery being 1/4 mile south of the campus, and the facilities that ranked third and fifth were a mere 2 and 5 miles south, respectively. There wasn't a whole lotta things out there that we didn't give the bird to b/c we were frightened or intimidated.
But this scares the ever-living hell out of me.
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