Feeling a bit broken

Sometimes it feels that way.

Many of you have heard from C that I had a seizure Friday night. I don't remember at all, except crying as he was trying to get me out of the house to go to the hospital. I remember feeling really afraid, panicky and wanting that feeling to stop. I didn't want to leave the house, I had no idea what was going on.

But C was strong, and calming, and got me taken care of. I had some confusion and amnesia, initially, but he helped me remember when I needed to. I'm just about back to my old self, except for missing several hours before the seizure, and the seizure itself. Which is probably better.

After the CT of my head, the chest x-ray, the bloodwork and urinanalysis, the doctor on call (my GP) and the ER doctor determined that it was likely caused by the Wellb.utrin, which I stopped immediately. I'm feeling okay now, and just talked to the pharma. He said he's never had a patient develop seizures from the W. Guess there has to be a first time for everything. Let's hope it's the last time, for me, too.