The past 2 months have led me to an excruciating, hopeless place. Although so much has come out of the last two months, I feel like to understand where I am at this point, I need to start back in March.
Early March I was back in a bad cycle. Multiple ER visits, asking to be admitted to the hospital, no one could/would admit me. Asking for help from any doctor, and getting nothing. It's a hopeless feeling when you go to people who are trained to help you and they can't...or won't due to new guidelines.
Then March 19th happened. I left school on a Thursday afternoon, going to my parents' house. I had a migraine all day, although just a normal one - level 7 or so (out of 10). No weird symptoms. I remember driving down Shades Crest Road. Overlooking the valley and noticing that all the Cherry Blossom trees had bloomed. As I came to the beginning of the decent of Shades Crest, I would have turned right to head to my parents. Instead, at some point I lost consciousness, drove through the Shades Crest/150 intersection, and turned left into a parking lot, where I attempted to stop, but ended up hitting a parked car. An off duty fireman witnessed the wreck and found me in an active seizure in my car. He busted out the back window, put my vehicle in park, and pulled me from the vehicle. A nurse also witnessed the event.
I woke up in the ambulance. Confused, dazed, strapped down with a neck collar on. I could hear the medic calling out my status, hearing the sirens, and thinking that they were making a big deal out of this. Nothing was wrong with me.
Back to the ER I went. CT scan was normal. I had an UTI, and apparently those can do some weird things, but didn't explain this. The ER doctor was kind. He didn't want to diagnose me with a seizure because they didn't see it. You lose your license for 6 months if you have a seizure. He simply diagnosed me with a seizure type event. I could not be alone and could not drive for 2 weeks. Moving back with your parents and losing all independence is a hard thing when you've lived by yourself for 7 years.
Could this hold the key to what is wrong with my brain? Everyone seems to think so, but no one knows what it means.
