Monday, January 14, 2008

Driving licence reset once more

And so - 9th Jan 2008 I wake up to a seizure. One that is strong enough to knock me out a little, but not enough to require medical attention. My wife phones work to tell them that I've had a seizure and won't be in that day. Throughout the day I spend most of the time sleeping and then try to get up and wander around in the early afternoon. Bad move. I get very nauseous and end up puking up in a bucket. Several times. Then I don't recall what happened next. Apparently I went into a more serious seizure. My wife called NHS Direct (a UK government-run phone in medical advisory service), who asked her to do some tests - like saying my name and seeing if I responded to it. I didn't. They sent an ambulance.


I have vague recollections for a short period after that. They turned up and I had a couple more retching fits. Then they said that they were going to take me to hospital. I think I told them that this wasn't necessary. They told me that they were taking me one way or another and that I should sit in the wheelchair they had. Eventually I did and then I was strapped in (I think) and... well, I assume I was wheeled into the ambulance and taken to the hospital. I have no recollection of the following: my wife followed the ambulance in our car and came into the hospital with me. I first went to A&E and then was taken to Intensive Care (I think). I was overheating and they had to cut my clothes off me to reduce my temperature. They then inserted cannula connected to saline drips to restore my fluid levels, and also electrodes to monitor my cardio side of things. My wife left and I slept. I think they must have injected some sort of sleeping drug too. I woke up at something like 2am without a clue where I was and probably not completely compos mentis either. I flickered in and out of sleep for the rest of the morning. I was given breakfast and cups of tea. I had bitten my tongue during my seizures which made eating anything a little uncomfortable.


I had nothing to read and also had no money as my wife had been told to take all my valuables with her. So I spent most of the morning and early afternoon staring out into space, something I'm not very good at. Eventually I was picked up by my wife and driven home.


Because of these seizures, my driving licence is once again a whole year away. That is so infuriating, even if it's understandable.