As a child at 10 years old I began to have seizures in bed, my first frightened me to death, well almost. I remember coming round in hospital the next day not knowing what had happened but I do remember the horrendous headache I still had after a tonic clinic seizure.
There were no MRI scanners then but I remember going to a hospital with my parents for an EEG, this was frightening as it took place in what was then a hospital for the a Mentally Ill. I was eventually diagnosed with epilepsy it was never explained to me how what or why this had happened I remember being prescribed the most vile of what was supposed to taste like Orange medication, it was nothing like it just made me want to vomit. I asked my GP at the time if I could have tablets and luckily he prescribed tablets.
Seizures continued until I was about 16-17. I remember passing my driving test on my 18th birthday which meant freedom a sense of independence. It’s strange that I should be writing this today as 21years ago it was a Thursday evening at 8.00pm just getting out of the bath, the next I remember are “two paramedics” stood over me my wife and daughter were also at home this was the beginning of the life of Brian I had to surrender my driving licence which I haven’t been able to get back, friends seem to disappear and my marriage broke down. I became unemployed something I’d never experienced before however, some years earlier I had trained to be a counsellor and this was my saving grace. For the past 20years I’ve been privileged to have worked with children and young people in school environments after over 50years of work and the current pandemic I decided to retire in July so that why I have the time to pen this brief note. Brian