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Thursday, February 1, 2018
Having a seizure at the start of my therapy
My Thursday morning began at 5:20 a.m. by getting out of bed so as to do my back stretch’s. After doing so. At 5:50 I then preceded with my other stretch’s. I then had shaved before taking my shower. Little did I know my day was not going to turn out all that well. At 6:10 I then went into the kitchen so as to eat some fruit while drinking my hot cocao before eating a bowl of cereal. At 6:50 I then returned to my bedroom as usual to brush my teeth before putting in my eye and nose drops. I then took in some air before meeting my driver from United Wheelchair in my driveway. Upon my arrival to WestSide for 9:00 I went to the conference room for guitar group. Today as we playing, I had felt a runny feeling, I knew something was not right. My vision became bluer and I had felt vomiting. If that was not bad enough I felt like I was on a roller coaster ride as the world around me was spinning. I knew at that moment I was having a seizure, and a pretty good one at that. I had told kasandra that I felt like vomiting, she immedetailly brought over a trash can. Although I had felt like it, nothing ever came up. Kassandra had notified pat, who in turn called United Wheelchair to get me a ride hom early. Kassandra never took her eye off of me until I left the building. Once Iwas in the van and on my way, I had dozed off. Upon my arrival home at 11:45 I had gone strait to my bedroom and went strait to bed. My mother was surprised to see me. I had slept until 3:15. When I woke I had put my brace on briefly before filling my pill containers. I then ate dinner. I then pulled up my blog and began to type of my day.
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