Personal Narrative: My Life With Epilepsy

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There is a problem in my life that has affected me quite a bit. I hope I will never have to deal with it again because the longer it goes on, the more my life will be changed. This is the story about my life with epilepsy. My first seizure on record happened on May 31, 2015, but I believe I began having seizures around a year before that. There is no date that I can pin point when it started, but in the beginning, it just started with little mouth seizures. At the time, I was not even aware that they were actually seizures. A lot of times it would happen when I was talking to someone. I would be having a conversation with someone, and then, all of a sudden, I would not be able to speak for about five to seven seconds, and it felt like my whole …show more content…
Because of my situation, my mom was apprehensive about letting me go to summer camp and swimming in the lake. I assured her that I would never have another seizure. At camp there were no problems, but guess what? I was wrong. About two months later I had another seizure. I went to the hospital, and they gave me medicine and told me I should be fine and it should not happen again. I started taking my medicine just like the doctor told me to. Again, after three months, I had another seizure. Over time, I had more seizures, so I kept going to doctor’s appointments, I kept getting tests done, and my medicine dosage increased drastically. The last seizure that I ever had was at school last February. This time the situation was worse because it just had to happen at school. What was even worse was that it happened in the only class that I had with my crush! I started making noises, my head flew back, and both of my arms stretched out into the air. When I woke up, I was on the floor in the front of the classroom surrounded by two of my teachers and two EMTs. They got me to stand up and try to walk to the door. I got up and walked, and again, I could feel that I probably looked drunk. So, since that was not embarrassing enough, they got me out of the classroom into the hallway, put me on the stretcher, and rolled me out to the ambulance while everyone was switching classes. They took me to the emergency room and told my mom to come get me. A few days later, my mom took me to the doctor, and he put me on another