My parent's didn't know what to think, they thought I would outgrow the seizures. Never did, it only got worse.
During those 8 years without medication,my parents split, I was placed in foster care, then my mother became sick.
While I was in the custody of the foster care system, child welfare thought I had some sort of personality disorder, interresting so far ha?
Well my freshmen year in High School, I suffered a Grand Mal seizure and tipped my chair back,landing on the floor. I came an inch from hitting my head, I would of been a goner. After that episode, I was seen my a Neuro.
The Neuro, placed me on 3 different kinds of anti-convulsive medication's. Dilantin,Tegretol Phenobarbital, starting out at 100mgs x3 a day. then the doses increased, and I became a walking drugstore. I couldn't even socialize with my friends after school.
After I graduated from High School in 1982, I thought there has got to be more to life than taking medication and falling asleep around the clock.
So through a friend whom my foster parents knew, I heard about Epilepsy Surgery. My brain was in gere. I talked to my Neuro, who didn't think surgery would help. He said it was my decision. I took it upon myselfto go one step further and I called the Cleveland Clinic Foundation in Cleveland Ohio.
I went for a few test's the fall of 1986 and after the tests I was told by the Neuro team to come back the following year for additional testing. From April 1987 to Jan 1988 I was tested for Brain Surgery. On February 27, 1988 I under went a Temporal Lode Lobectomy.
I went through 5years of rehab, before I even learned how to drive. Then one fall morning my foster mother passed away, she never got to see me drive.
Then the fall of 93 I entered Youngtown State University. Then while I was attending school my foster father passed away.
I then moved to Michigan and began to work Health Care. A couple of years later, I had a Grand Mal Seizure ,which wasn't good.
The back of my neck started to hurt, like it would when I was younger. I was told by my Neuro I now see in MI, that I relapsed. He told me, to think about the second surgery. I thought,OH NO.........I had no choice, it was all or nothing. I went for it.
I am now on my second battery and life is pretty good at the moment. It would be better if I win the lottery.
My love life couldn't handle it. He thought of me as a sickly person. I told him get lost.
Dream's do come true, if you only believe.