I had another first as I took the ambulance to the hospital. After arriving at the hospital, I started to put together what day it was and some of the other details of my life that I had forgotten previously. I had a CT Scan and a few more tests run at the hospital, but nothing conclusive as to why I had just endured a seizure. After a couple of hours at the hospital, I was finally released to go home. Of course I had no idea what was going on when I left my home because I walked out of the hospital in my robe and no shoes. By this point, I was very aware of what I was wearing or shall I say lack of what I was wearing.
So it looks like I probably won't be able to drive for the next 3 months which is really going to be a pain, but I am thankful that I seem to be okay. I see a Neurologist on Wednesday which will hopefully clear up some of what happened, but from what I've read thus far, most seizure cases have no diagnosis and don't happen again or happen many years later. It certainly was a reminder of how blessed I am for all that I do have. This is so insignificant to things that are going on in other people's lives and I was reminded of just how blessed I was that Dustin was there and how truly wonderful my life is and how much I love and appreciate my family and my friends. My life could be a lot worse than it is and sometimes these crappy things have to happen to remind us of just how blessed we are.
Dustin snapping a shot during my EEG on Friday (another first).