Still no seizure. You know, if I were at home doing all these things that normally trigger a seizure, I would have had one long before now.
The doctor says they’re seeing plenty of spike activity on the EEG, we’re just not getting a breakthrough seizure yet. Tonight we’re doing sleep deprivation again, and eliminating one of my seizure medications. The other one is still set to half dosage.
I’m starting to get cranky. This is the 4th day in the hospital. I want to be at home. I miss my family. I get visits but it isn’t the same. I miss hanging out with the dude at night, watching Daily Show and YouTube videos. I miss my husband, watching the ballgame with him, talking with him, cuddling with him…just being with him. I miss our cats and our dogs. I miss the feel of our house. I miss sitting in the den with the windows open, listening to it rain (it’s supposed to rain again this week).
Enough of that.
I’ve always done everything I could to avoid having a seizure, so this “trying” to have a seizure thing is strange to me. But I have this dark humor side that is getting used to it. It’s the part of me that says, “Well, if I have to do this, I may as well enjoy it.” So it’s time to watch all those movies, shows and videos that have seizure warnings. I told the neurologist this morning I’ll do anything I can to help. I really don’t want to be here this weekend.
I’ve never watched a strobe before. They’re actually kinda’ pretty. I wish I could enjoy them all the time.