Friday, January 23, 2009

Why you should take your pills

Today I met a nice guy, early 20’s with seizures. He does fine if he takes his pills, and is good about doing so.

Unfortunately, last weekend he forgot to take his pills before going out for the evening.

He picked up a girl at a bar, and went back to her apartment. Apparently he had a seizure there.

All he knows is that one minute they were ripping each others’ clothes off. The next thing he knew he was lying on the stairs in front of her apartment, buck naked and freezing, with his clothes neatly folded on his chest.


pharmacy chick said...

Takes on a new meaning to One night stand....:-)

(I am gonna get thru all your posts eventually)

Anonymous said...

either that, or he tried for some buttsex.

Anonymous said...

I've had nights like that and I don't even have a seizure disorder

cubiche said...

Seizures are so surreal! I'd never had one until this year when I had two tonic-clonics 3 months apart. The first happened while I was at the pharmacy waiting for my prescriptions to be filled. One minute I'm sitting in a chair, then the next thing I know I'm on the floor in the aisle, looking up at several EMTs who kept insisting to me that I'd had a seizure. I didn't believe them for a while and kept saying to them, "No, I didn't" and , "You're kidding, right?" The really ludicrous part of this particular experience was they loaded me up in an ambulance to literally do a u-turn to the hospital's ER entrance directly across the street. The cost of this little ride? $1500, of which my insurance picked up all but a couple hundred. I mean, why couldn't they have just wheeled me over in a chair? Luckily the second (and hopefully last) time I had a seizure I was at home and didn't need to relive the whole ER-experience. I had an EEG and MRI of my brain and all is good, so the neuro just chalked it up to a medication reaction. Aside from my head hurting like hell for a week afterwards from flopping around the tile floor like a crappie, I found the experience to be oddly pleasant; kind of like the feeling you get when they give you those beautiful drugs before you're wheeled into surgery.

Anonymous said...

Late to the party, I know, but...

Talk about bad timing. If the seizure had held off just a few more minutes instead of getting thrown out she might have asked him to marry her!

*cymbals crash*

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