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I had recently graduated from university and was on my way to
a career in broadcasting when I felt that I was coming down
with a severe flu. I remember driving to an all night store
to get some throat spray at about five in the morning. The next
thing I remember is several days later waking up in the hospital
from a coma.
Apparently, I was going to be okay to go home in a couple of
days I was told - then the hallucinations started. The other
thing that began during this time was seizures. This has continued
to follow me to this day. For a period of time, I only seemed
to have the seizures during my sleep, and so I didn't really
mind so much. It didn't have a direct effect on my life (or
so I thought). Then in April of 1999, I had a major seizure
in my sleep in which I injured myself badly. This was the first
of many. Sometimes they would be nocturnal, sometimes when I
am awake. Regardless, a change in pattern was definitely happening,
and the drugs were not controlling the seizures. Also, every
time I change drugs, I change the side effects that I deal with
which range from, just being "buzzed out" to forgetful, tired,
and sometimes paranoid. Finally, the neurologists seem to have
realized that drug therapy is not doing much for me and I'm
scheduled for assessment in London Ontario to see if I'm a good
candidate for brain surgery. I'm scared to death.
I think the worst part is looking at friends and family and
wondering what's going on inside their heads. Do they know that
I'm still the same person in here? There are so many people
that I love so much and I see them treating me differently then
they used to. It's so tempting just to just stop taking the
pills to see what I would feel like without them, but I don't
want to risk the possible injuries that could happen as a result
of more seizures without medication. What began as occasional
recreation as a teenager has now also become near chronic self-medication
with marijuana to take to edge off the effects of the other
drugs. Stupid perhaps, but we all have our ways of dealing with
things.
I was so happy to find this collection of people's stories.
If there is anyone going through something similar that I can
help in any way, I'd be happy to hear from them.
Geoff
Ontario, Canada

Posted: Dec. 16, 2000
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