Never a Good Time for a Seizure

No time is a good time for a seizure, but there are times that are unbelievably bad.

When those horrifically timed ones do occur there is a wave of disbelief.

Really? Now? Could we not make it through this one event without a seizure?

Let me share.

Rose had a seizure in line at a funeral home. We had to quietly sit her in a chair and hold her up until it was over, then find a wheelchair and whisk her away.

Then there was the time she was playing with the band at a football game. Her seizure cleared the stands and stopped the music.

How about a seizure under the goal during a high school basketball game?

Seizure followed by bike wreck in campground in South Dakota aka Middle of Nowhere.

Seizure on the sand at the beach.

In a pool.

While planting a plant, then a face plant; eyes open, resulting in a scratched cornea.

Flipping off of a bench into gravel.

During a Brownie awards ceremony.

Under a picnic table on concrete.

Enough!  Everywhere.

You start to feel punished for doing anything.  You start to feel damned.

But you go on.  This is the bad hand you have been dealt.

Play the hell out of it.

Seizure Mama

 

 

Author: Flower Roberts

I am a garden blogger and a mother. This blog is about my daughter Rose and her triumph over epilepsy. We are in the process of completing a book, Watching Rose Rise. We need folks who understand life with seizures to give us some feedback. Rose is off at college right now so I, Flower, am running the blog PLEASE come and join us. We want to get this right.

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