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The Aftermath

  • Aug 9, 2019
  • 1 min read

Something 'normal' people don't fully understand about seizures is, that the worst part is the aftermath of it all. I had several of seizures on Wednesday night and the next day I was an complete mess, I couldn't even think straight I was like an zombie with no idea what was going on around me, my memory was non existent. These days are the worst by far. I call them seizure hangovers. At the time my job was becoming more stressful. I try my best not to let it control me, but sometimes it does and I have no control over it.

 
 
 

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