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I have refractory epilepsy. I left college because it, I’m not independent because of it, I can’t hold a job because of it, but I have a family who loves me. I don’t know how many people here know that epilepsy is a seizure disorder. Grand mal (tonic clonic) seizures involve falling unconscious and convulsing; and partial seizures are less intense, “space out”, lose awareness seizures. I was diagnosed with epilepsy twelve years ago at 14 years old. Grand mal seizures are controlled if I take my pills, I have 8-12 complex partial seizures every week. I left a bachelor’s degree three semesters early to have a last resort brain surgery that didn’t work. Last resort surgery after eleven different prescription medications. I’m on number thirteen now, lucky number fourteen let me see how bad an allergic reaction was. I am one of those lucky few who have epilepsy for no known cause, and one of those 20% whose seizures cannot be controlled with three drugs. My story: www.understandepilepsy.blogspot.com.
I can’t be independent because I can’t get a driver’s license. I can’t hold a job because seizures affect the way I work. Oh I know that after being fired from five jobs in the past three years. Especially since my last employer told me so and encouraged me to run to the government for help. But I’m too stubborn to let my paycheck be delivered to me without working for it. I’m trying to make money from home, but I’m too stubborn to stay trapped inside all day long so I’m applying for many jobs and even being called in for some interviews. My last interview ended with the question: Tell me why you think you’ll be able to do this work when you have the seizures your former employer told me about? How would you answer that question?
I’m a very, very frustrated person right now. When is it time to give up? There’s a question that comes into my mind every now and then. And I haven’t found an answer yet. Twelve years, five doctors, all the safe-for-me pills on the chart, brain surgery, and I still have up to twelve seizures each week? It’s too much to educate myself and hold a job. The public transportation around here controls where I go and when if I want to leave my home in the day when my husband is working so hard for both of us.
BUT, I have a family who loves me. My parents and grandparents have been supportive ever since my diagnosis. They were all there for me when I was still learning what seizures were, when I left behind my bachelor’s degree, and every day in between. My mother and father both flew to Minnesota with me and held my hands as I was wheeled into the operation room where that part of my brain would be excised, and they were both there when I woke up. They were at my side on the very difficult day I realized that brain surgery didn’t work. My husband is here for me. If he is able to he will take me to this place, from that place. I do have friends that spend time with me. My husband is right there when I meet my neurologist and supports me when I accept and do everything she advises. Please don’t think I don’t know how lucky I am. This is just a very, very hard thing to go through, and I would like to see if anybody here has something to say. I’m sorry for the length.
My story: www.understandepilepsy.blogspot.com.
I can’t be independent because I can’t get a driver’s license. I can’t hold a job because seizures affect the way I work. Oh I know that after being fired from five jobs in the past three years. Especially since my last employer told me so and encouraged me to run to the government for help. But I’m too stubborn to let my paycheck be delivered to me without working for it. I’m trying to make money from home, but I’m too stubborn to stay trapped inside all day long so I’m applying for many jobs and even being called in for some interviews. My last interview ended with the question: Tell me why you think you’ll be able to do this work when you have the seizures your former employer told me about? How would you answer that question?
I’m a very, very frustrated person right now. When is it time to give up? There’s a question that comes into my mind every now and then. And I haven’t found an answer yet. Twelve years, five doctors, all the safe-for-me pills on the chart, brain surgery, and I still have up to twelve seizures each week? It’s too much to educate myself and hold a job. The public transportation around here controls where I go and when if I want to leave my home in the day when my husband is working so hard for both of us.
BUT, I have a family who loves me. My parents and grandparents have been supportive ever since my diagnosis. They were all there for me when I was still learning what seizures were, when I left behind my bachelor’s degree, and every day in between. My mother and father both flew to Minnesota with me and held my hands as I was wheeled into the operation room where that part of my brain would be excised, and they were both there when I woke up. They were at my side on the very difficult day I realized that brain surgery didn’t work. My husband is here for me. If he is able to he will take me to this place, from that place. I do have friends that spend time with me. My husband is right there when I meet my neurologist and supports me when I accept and do everything she advises. Please don’t think I don’t know how lucky I am. This is just a very, very hard thing to go through, and I would like to see if anybody here has something to say. I’m sorry for the length.
My story: www.understandepilepsy.blogspot.com.