-Daisies (1966), directed by Věra Chytilová
Sunday, August 27, 2017
Sunday, August 20, 2017
The Time of the Seizin'
It's been a little while since I posted here, for a lot of reasons. I traveled to Oregon last week (to the Portland friends I didn't get to see--I'm sorry!). One of my S.O.'s old friends got married, so a group of us went out to explore and celebrate. While we were there, we hiked, played in the ocean, and visited the hospital after I had a seizure.
Before I go any further: everything is totally fine. I am safe and alive and intact, and I don't mean to worry anyone.
That said, I don't really know what caused it. I was lucky to be with a friend when it happened, and she called 911 and made sure I didn't, like, choke on my own drool or anything. I don't have words to express my gratitude to her. When the ambulance arrived, I was apparently insistent that someone else had seized and that I was completely fine. Hopefully the paramedics saw the humor in that.
The ER team who took care of me was friendly and efficient. They advised me to get a bunch of tests and to avoid driving. For the foreseeable future, I'll be taking the bus and sleeping a lot. My brain still seems a little foggy, and my short-term memory doesn't feel as sharp, but I'm confident that'll go away in due time. Writing has also been more difficult, which is perhaps the scariest consequence of all this, but I'm choosing to attribute that to temporary stress.
The most likely medical outcome, I am told, is that all my tests come back normal. We probably won't know what caused the seizure, and it probably won't ever happen again. At the same time, there's a small chance there's something more traceable at play: I've collapsed in the past, and it's possible that those instances were undiagnosed seizures. I'm skeptical of this possibility, and optimistic that everything will be back to normal very soon.
Aside from all of that, the trip was incredible, for a lot of reasons. We went to Cannon Beach, hiked up Multnomah Falls, had a great time at the wedding, and ate some of the best Thai food I think I've had. These experiences, to me, were far more important than one brief scare, and they'll stick with me for far longer. I'll try to share some photos soon.
Thank you, as always, for taking the time to read these words. This whole experience has been a solid reminder of the love and care in my life. I'm lucky to have so many remarkable, generous, and warm-hearted people looking out for me. I hope I never take that for granted. A million times, thank you.
Before I go any further: everything is totally fine. I am safe and alive and intact, and I don't mean to worry anyone.
That said, I don't really know what caused it. I was lucky to be with a friend when it happened, and she called 911 and made sure I didn't, like, choke on my own drool or anything. I don't have words to express my gratitude to her. When the ambulance arrived, I was apparently insistent that someone else had seized and that I was completely fine. Hopefully the paramedics saw the humor in that.
The ER team who took care of me was friendly and efficient. They advised me to get a bunch of tests and to avoid driving. For the foreseeable future, I'll be taking the bus and sleeping a lot. My brain still seems a little foggy, and my short-term memory doesn't feel as sharp, but I'm confident that'll go away in due time. Writing has also been more difficult, which is perhaps the scariest consequence of all this, but I'm choosing to attribute that to temporary stress.
The most likely medical outcome, I am told, is that all my tests come back normal. We probably won't know what caused the seizure, and it probably won't ever happen again. At the same time, there's a small chance there's something more traceable at play: I've collapsed in the past, and it's possible that those instances were undiagnosed seizures. I'm skeptical of this possibility, and optimistic that everything will be back to normal very soon.
Aside from all of that, the trip was incredible, for a lot of reasons. We went to Cannon Beach, hiked up Multnomah Falls, had a great time at the wedding, and ate some of the best Thai food I think I've had. These experiences, to me, were far more important than one brief scare, and they'll stick with me for far longer. I'll try to share some photos soon.
Thank you, as always, for taking the time to read these words. This whole experience has been a solid reminder of the love and care in my life. I'm lucky to have so many remarkable, generous, and warm-hearted people looking out for me. I hope I never take that for granted. A million times, thank you.
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