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brightrosefoxI think my disability lawyer's assistants are getting used to me calling in to report seizures and seizure-related incidents, but this will be a new one:
"Complex partial seizure with immediate secondary generalized tonic clonic seizure caused by a severe anxiety attack following extreme emotional distress, resulting in falling off a couch in full tonic clonic phases, followed by memory gaps and intense mental fog. Possibly with physical brusing or minor damage. Seizure lasted approximately two to three minutes."
Now that's one for the record books. I haven't had a tonic clonic in a long time. I need to be under serious, massive, intense, extreme stress for that to happen.
I don't exactly recall what happened, but it involved me involuntarily screaming at someone over the phone. I think there was a Facebook argument and I unintentionally delivered a cheap shot at one asshole to counter his shots, and then he called Adam and demanded that Adam control me or something. Fuck, I don't remember, and I'm not going to go look, that would just make me sad and tired and annoyed. I apologized for the cheap shot, but not for trying to stand up.
As Adam said, every time I try to really assert myself and stand up and be a bitch, part of my brain starts collapsing. I need to work on that.
I need a nap. Adam just gave me an ice cream sandwich. That'll work too.
Mostly, though, I need a nap. I feel so drained that I'm almost seeing in grayscale.
Besides, tomorrow I have a girl's day out with Beca; we're going to go to Ulta and I'm gonna get my hair dyed with Redken Chromatics 4Gm Gold/Mocha Medium Brown - which is fairly close to my natural shade. Also, having someone expertly massage my scalp is one of the greatest relaxation techniques ever.
Now I just need to stop crying like the world is dying. Maybe a Klonopin is in order. And some stretching. And cat cuddlings. And husband cuddlings.
Mm, cuddles.
"Complex partial seizure with immediate secondary generalized tonic clonic seizure caused by a severe anxiety attack following extreme emotional distress, resulting in falling off a couch in full tonic clonic phases, followed by memory gaps and intense mental fog. Possibly with physical brusing or minor damage. Seizure lasted approximately two to three minutes."
Now that's one for the record books. I haven't had a tonic clonic in a long time. I need to be under serious, massive, intense, extreme stress for that to happen.
I don't exactly recall what happened, but it involved me involuntarily screaming at someone over the phone. I think there was a Facebook argument and I unintentionally delivered a cheap shot at one asshole to counter his shots, and then he called Adam and demanded that Adam control me or something. Fuck, I don't remember, and I'm not going to go look, that would just make me sad and tired and annoyed. I apologized for the cheap shot, but not for trying to stand up.
As Adam said, every time I try to really assert myself and stand up and be a bitch, part of my brain starts collapsing. I need to work on that.
I need a nap. Adam just gave me an ice cream sandwich. That'll work too.
Mostly, though, I need a nap. I feel so drained that I'm almost seeing in grayscale.
Besides, tomorrow I have a girl's day out with Beca; we're going to go to Ulta and I'm gonna get my hair dyed with Redken Chromatics 4Gm Gold/Mocha Medium Brown - which is fairly close to my natural shade. Also, having someone expertly massage my scalp is one of the greatest relaxation techniques ever.
Now I just need to stop crying like the world is dying. Maybe a Klonopin is in order. And some stretching. And cat cuddlings. And husband cuddlings.
Mm, cuddles.
