I’m still experiencing the ‘after-article’ chills from all of the parallels I found within this post, mimicking my own mischievous battle with temporal lobe epilepsy.
“I don’t know what’s wrong. I just feel weird. It just feels like I am in a commercial I have seen before. I know what’s going on around me. I know everyone around me. I have seen them all before. I just can’t join into their conversations. I just feel different, and then I count my fingers and pat my face. Then I am tired.”
“An EEG…with all those cords??? You cannot be serious! I can’t wear that to school! Everyone’s going to laugh at me! 24 hours? But I don’t want to. Fine! But, everyone is going to laugh and make fun of me.”
“Yeah, they’re still happening. But please, don’t tell anyone. Everyone already thinks I am weird when they see me count my fingers.”
“I don’t understand. I felt fine, went to bed, and woke up in the doctor’s office. How…
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