It doesn't look like anyone has posted here in some time, & I hope if anyone does read this from earlier postings they are up and driving again!
I'm 20 years old and just had my first seizure. I was told I cannot drive for 6 months and I plan to obey that. Even though every day I get so close to driving myself. Like, what are the chances I have another one while driving, ya know? But I continue to not drive because hurting someone else over my anger and frustration is not worth it.
This has been the most frustrating thing that has ever happened to me. And to make it even more frustrating, no one can tell me WHY I had a seven minute seizure out of no where. I've always been a healthy, athletic person! Why would me body defeat me like this? I can't seem to find an answer. ALL I want to do is drive!!
It's my last summer of college and I have to spend it mostly at home because I have to rely on others to drive me around. Granted, my friends have been wonderful and have helped me out a ton, but that doesn't make it any easier or any less frustrating. Driving has been the one thing I have ALWAYS enjoyed. I'm a good driver, a safe driver! I've always been the one in the friend group to drive, literally everywhere!! I was always the driver. I'm good with directions and like challenging myself when going to new places. Everything about
driving I enjoyed. It was my alone time to get my mind off of things.
Now, I'll go sit in my car and think about
pulling out of my driveway. How easy would it be just to take myself around the block once or twice, right? Wrong I guess. Most accidents happen within a mile of home!! I suppose it is just not worth it. I just hate relying on others as my means of transportation, I never want to ask anyone for a ride or burden anyone with the tasks that I need to get done. But I need to go to the bank! and the grocery store! and my drs. appointment! and school, and the gym!! None of which I can do on my own time, not to mention I feel guilty when I have to ask or when I get frustrated because my friends are not on the same time schedule that I'm on. It's selfish but just so frustrating. I'm just frustrated with my body and my brain and every morning when I wake up, and every night when I go to bed I tell myself "It's never going to happen again. It's never going to happen again." I'm not sure who I'm trying to convince but I'm hoping if I speak it into existence enough it really won't happen again. Six months is not very long in the grand scheme of everything, but it feels like eternity when the ability to go places on your own time is ripped out from underneath you. Everything happens for a reason and that is something I strongly believe, right now I'm just not quite sure what that reason is.
It's been 26 days since my seizure and I have a little over 5 months to go. My last college summer will be over and I will be graduating college when I am able to drive again (if I don't have another one before then). I hope that this is not my new normal and I hope that this was only a freak accident. This forum helps a lot, as I felt very alone. I have wonderful family and friends supporting me, but hearing "it isn't that bad" from someone who can walk out to their car and drive away is extremely frustrating and makes me feel like no one really gets it. Am I being over dramatic?? Does this get easier or harder over the next five months? Will I really not operate a vehicle until then?? I suppose I won't. And you know what, I'll be darn proud of myself when I do hit my six month mark. I'll do it with grace and I will do it thankful that I am still here at all.
I will wait for the day that I can sleep in peace again, without the image of myself on the ground mid seizure. I will wait for the day that I can walk around, not thinking about
what I would hit my head on if I took a fall right then and there. I will wait for the day that I can walk around without questioning every odd feeling that comes across me, wondering if it is the same aura I felt minutes before my seizure. I will wait the next 5 months out and everyday I will continue to say that it will not happen again. It. Will. Not. Happen. Again. And I will continue to feel frustrated at the fact that I cannot do anything on my own but I will also continue to find the positive in this situation. I am here! I am alive!! And I am NOT the only one. Either way, I will get through this. Only a little more than 5 months to go!! Anyways, this just turned into a major rant but it feels good to write it down and it feels good to see that others have gone through the same thing, even if majority of these were 8 to 9 years ago. I got this, you got this, we got this.
I made some paragraphs to make your post easier to read.
Post Edited By Moderator (straydog) : 6/29/2018 7:45:22 AM (GMT-6)