Tonight I had a grand mal seizure, but I feel good now. In all likelihood, it won't happen again, especially since I've started taking anticonvulsants again. I sat down to check internet stuff, and the next thing I knew, there were paramedics in my living room, asking me to lay down on a gurney, and explaining that I'd had a seizure. Of course, I don't remember anything, and didn't believe the guy.
This sure makes me mad; I was positive I was basically fixed up.
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