A fishy time?

I only make entries here if I'd had a seizure or a mini-seizure or some interesting medical discovery to add and this time is no difference.

Yesterday (11/4) I had another seizure, this time in The London Aquarium. Luckily, it was quite near the exit so it was easy(ish) for the ambulance to get to me. I realised one was coming and so I had some Clobozam (a drug that tries to calm down seizures) but it wasn't sufficient. To begin with, I sat on the floor, feeling the seizure build up and looking at people walking by and giving me funny looks. After that, I have no memory of what happened until I got to hospital (St. Thomas') but apparently I was stretchered and wheeled out as it was not possible to get me to stand up. In the ambulance I was given diezepam and the next thing I know, I'm being helped into a hospital bed. The night before, I sat on an office chair which broke beneath me (it was not to my weight) and landed on my coccyx and that was painful, and so getting myself into bed was also not very comfortable. Then my memory was blank again and when I came to the next time I had a raging headache and a cannula in my left arm. Then I had all the various checks - an ECG, arm and leg strength, reflex tests, tests to make sure my eyes were able to follow finger movements, etc. And that was it and we were free to go. The tube journey was fine and even though it was a Friday evening around rush hour, we all managed to get a seat. I went to bed early and then an hour later I could feel another seizure starting up. I had another Clobozam, laid down again and rode it through. Luckily, this one didn't carry on to a full seizure.

Anyway - my "allowed to drive" clock has been reset once again...