On our trip back to Beacon, my head started aching. When we got home, the headache increased. My brother took my temperature, and it was moderate. So, I took some Tylenol and went to sleep. The next day my temperature had risen considerably. Eric watched my eyes and cheek rapidly swell. He showed my brother, and my brother immediately said, “Let’s go to the ER.” From the ER, I was transferred to the hospital in NYC (at my brother’s insistence). There, I was admitted and administered IV antibiotics. After the infection subsided, I was discharged.
We went home, only for me to start having seizures again. Eric and my brother drove me to NYC. On the trip there, I started having repeated seizures. I became non-communicative. I lost consciousness, and came to in a wide multi-patient room. I was told that I had been given a dose of Kepra in replacement of Dilantin (the previous anti-seizure med), because it could last much longer in the blood.
I was so scared of having another seizure like the previous one I’d experienced, that I would beg every nurse who took the new shift to give me the med at the exact time, accurately calculated. I finally went to sleep, and it was midnight when I woke up. Since I misread the time on the clock, I thought it was already 8:30 AM. So, every half hour, I insisted the new nurse that she give me Kepra. The nurse got so impatient, that she showed me her phone screen displaying the different times when she should give me my meds, and then her watch with the actual time. I realized that it was much earlier than I’d assumed and felt very embarrassed. Hours later, we had developed a true fondness for each other.
We went home, only for me to start having seizures again. Eric and my brother drove me to NYC. On the trip there, I started having repeated seizures. I became non-communicative. I lost consciousness, and came to in a wide multi-patient room. I was told that I had been given a dose of Kepra in replacement of Dilantin (the previous anti-seizure med), because it could last much longer in the blood.
I was so scared of having another seizure like the previous one I’d experienced, that I would beg every nurse who took the new shift to give me the med at the exact time, accurately calculated. I finally went to sleep, and it was midnight when I woke up. Since I misread the time on the clock, I thought it was already 8:30 AM. So, every half hour, I insisted the new nurse that she give me Kepra. The nurse got so impatient, that she showed me her phone screen displaying the different times when she should give me my meds, and then her watch with the actual time. I realized that it was much earlier than I’d assumed and felt very embarrassed. Hours later, we had developed a true fondness for each other.
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