Another day, another seizure

I woke up this morning (14/3) at 6:15 when the alarm went off for the first time (we have it go off at 6:15 and then at 6:45 (don't ask). Any way, I wake up with a start at about 6:30 and begin to get the early precursor signs of a seizure. However it feels like it's only going to be a minor. Anyway I take a Clobazam (something that's supposed to dampen down the intensity of the seizure) but the symptoms get worse and I start to spasm and make weird noises and then pass out. Luckily I didn't wet myself or bite my tongue and at least I was in bed and my wife was there to look after me. I came to at around 8:30 but then slept on and off until about 10:00 (Clobazam makes you drowzy).

My neurologist was very surprised when I spoke to him about the previous seizure and upped my Lamotrigine dosage to 400mg per day, which is high. I hope it doesn't have to go up any higher.

So - my driving licence is put back once more. I'm beginning to wonder whether I'll ever get to drive again.

Once more unto the bed...

This Saturday just gone (the 23rd Feb), I had been out for a walk in the morning and then we went in separate directions to get different things.I arrived home first, unloaded what I'd bought (which included a certain amount of beer), and went to do a few things on the computer. I sat there for a few minutes and then felt the feeling that I've felt before pre-seizure, which included pins and needles and a difficult to describe buzzing (although without the sound) in my head. I swore to myself and got up and headed straight to bed, although I sat up while I tried to establish whether this was going to be a seizure or not. I could feel it getting stronger so I took one of the new tablets that had been prescribed by the neurologist (Clobozam 10mg) then tried to operate my mobile to tell my wife what was happening. The phoone was on lock and required a security number to release it. I think I managed to do that. Then I tried calling her and I failed at the first attempt and at the second attempt apparently all I managed to do was make some weird noises and that was that.

As always, the rest is blank for me until I started to come to, luckily this time in my own bed, instead of in some hospital somewhere. I was extremely groggy and achy but at least I hadn't bitten my tongue, or overheated. I spend most of the day sleeping and also went to bed quite early too that evening. I think the Clobozam may have had something to do with that too. By Sunday I had pretty much recovered, although I still felt drowsy. But I think that's it for this time.