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Saturday, February 6, 2016
My first grand mol seizure since having my stroke.
My Saturday morning began at 4:00 a.m. as I was going into my bathroom. I had felt a aura then all of a sudden I found myself going into a grand mol seizure. It happened so quickly, I had no time to make my way to the floor safely. I had made a big boom. My parents had come in to see what had happened. They always fear the worst when they hear a noise in my room, especially at night. There I was in the midst of haaving a seizure, shaking as my parents came into my bathroom. Once I came out of the seizure, my father helped me to my bed. I had slept until 9:20 before waking. I then went into the kitchen so as to drink my cocoa and to eat some fruit. My mother then had made me some crepes. Once I had finished eating breakfast, I had brushed my teeth and went back to bed. I had slept once again from 9:50-12:50 before waking. I then went into the kitchen for a bowl of clam chowder. At 1:05 I then brushed my teeth and went back to bed. I had watched some t.v. for thirty minutes before falling back to sleep at 1:40. I had then slept until 3:40. I lied there for twenty minutes before getting up to take a shower. feeling a little sick to my stomach do to the seizure my father had helped to the shower. Once I was clean, I then went to my bedroom for a bowl of mac and cheese. I then pulled my blog up at 5:00 before calling it a day. And what a day it was.
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