About two months ago, I was out for dinner with my husband. It was a lovely, California evening, so we sat outdoors. The restaurant was crowded with folks who shared the same idea.
I just finished eating, pushed my plate aside and looked across the table at my husband.
I recall telling him I was not feeling well. I emphasized the statement, saying I was really not feeling well. I had the feeling of hot fingers walking up my back and I thought I was going to be sick.
I recall telling him I was not feeling well. I emphasized the statement, saying I was really not feeling well. I had the feeling of hot fingers walking up my back and I thought I was going to be sick.
I began looking at the floor for a place to lie down, but there was no place.
And then I was gone.
I felt I had been gone quite awhile and as I came back, paramedics were at my side. For the first time in my life, I was going to the hospital!!! For the first time in 40 years, I had seized in a public place.
As it turns out, it was not just a seizure, but two in a row.
As it turns out, it was not just a seizure, but two in a row.
