Ever since my seizures totally stopped this past fall, September 22st to be exact, I have written down the number of days that this “streak” has lasted thus far. 159. 159 somewhat normal days that have not been interrupted by sudden blackouts which, in turn, leave me confused and exhausted most times, ready to drop on a couch or bed for a long nap.
As I started writing this blog, Ann passed along a bit of information to me regarding the main reason for my seizures stopping: anti-anxiety medications. That’s right! I did some of my own research and made that magic med out to be sertraline. But how? Well, the story goes that I must do my best to stay somewhat mellow in my everyday life. No more getting too mad, say, about calls I might not agree with on games I’m watching on the tele or snapping at the dogs or cats because they’re annoying me.
Apparently, I must be doing something right because the seizures are no more…for now. But I am doing this a day at a time by staying busy, keeping a level-head and always taking my meds. The most I have taken away from this seizureless streak thus far is that my days feel normal again, in that I am waking up and doing whatever I want or need to from morning to night without those sleep “breaks” that usually come right after my seizures. Having energy all day long is priceless!
Luckily for me, I have so much to be grateful and thankful for, not to mention an extreme and eternal proudness for our wonderful son, Eric, including his most recent achievement. Well done, big guy! Extended family and a couple of friends know what I’m talking about with that last sentence. So, while there is always a chance a seizure will show its face any day now, I’ll cross my fingers and/or pray that they don’t.