SUNDAY CRISIS

I had a pretty bad weekend just gone. On Sunday at about 9:05am in the morning I had a seizure and Candy rang up the emergency service and it took them about 20 minutes to get me back to semi-normal. I have no memory of most of Sunday which Candy is glad about, she was really scared. I even bit down hard on my tongue that the teeth marks are still visible. I was rushed to James Cook Hospital as I was diagnosed with a chest infection and I had an x-ray which they could not find anything wrong with me, so I was monitored and given lots of anti-biotics. My lower back got damaged due to having the fit, and it still hurts now, I think I must have twisted some muscles. I was discharged around 7:30pm-ish on Monday evening. They could not find anything wrong with me but I have been referred to a seizure clinic to see if it is anything serious/long term. I do need to see my GP about my so-called infection as the doctors in the hospital could not find anything to cause it. I admit I am a bit scared about this and I did scare my Candy, which I have said sorry and I’d promised not to do that again! Candy is now watching me like a hawk, even more so than she did before!