Comments | fugebabe8819: In which I bitch about school, and other things I cannot change.

fugebabe8819

In which I bitch about school, and other things I cannot change.

Nov 23, 2008 14:32

Every second I work on this project I want to smack the ever-loving crap out of those pretentious little twits just a little bit more. If I never have another class with forensics kids, it will be too soon ( Read more... )

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luvszoe November 23 2008, 21:49:21 UTC

OMG...I'm glad you're okay...
Have you been to the doctor?

fugebabe8819 November 23 2008, 22:20:39 UTC

No. There's no point if I'm not injured. I have epilepsy. I guess I should have included that in my post.

ellytoad November 24 2008, 05:21:57 UTC

It was a grand mal one, I assume? Those things are so murderous. The prospect of having just one more gives me an anxiety attack. Mostly because of what it does to my mind.

fugebabe8819 November 24 2008, 09:50:47 UTC

Yeah. Fortunately I was in my bed, so no injury (other than my pride, you know what can happen). I have never been so damn TIRED before. Nor has my memory been so affected. Usually I just can't remember what was happening immediately before I go out. I'm having trouble remembering random things about the entire week.

I hate epilepsy. So hard. The prospect of having a seizure isn't what freaks me out. It's having to tell people. Explain this. Justify that.

Don't even get me started on the people who get offended that I hadn't told them so they could be prepared.

ellytoad November 24 2008, 12:53:05 UTC

Prepared. Huh. As though they could have done anything, anyway. 9_9

I've never had trouble telling anyone, but I guess I lucked out with having people who are actually realistic about the reality of severe seizures.

I can deal with the tiredness. I can do the killer aching muscles. But seizures do something to my mind beyond memory loss, something that takes at least a week to recover from. Everything pleasant in my perception of the world is ripped away, leaving me with the mental equivalent of Mordor. It's... terrifying, and miserable.

fugebabe8819 November 25 2008, 10:08:03 UTC

Exactly. I really want to get a medical bracelet that tells people not to call an ambulance if I have a seizure unless I'm injured. I'm so sick of having to pay hundreds of dollars for a ride to a bed surrounded by a bunch of condescending jerkoffs who don't know me.
That way I won't feel like I have to tell people, who will only lecture me about this or that. Or deal with the pity.

I hate dealing with them alone. That's what I detest. Waking up all by myself, or surrounded by strangers, and having to find a way home alone. That happened twice my freshman year of college.

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