Tonic-clonics and face planting!

I had my first tonic-clonic seizure in the kitchen.  I don't know what my brain had against me.  There I was, just finishing my breakfast and my apple juice and next thing I knew I was lying on the floor with my family and three paramedics gathered around me.  My dad decided that he would take the job to tell me about my first seizure.  Of course, he was very soothing about it.  He said:

"It's OK Becky, don't panic, you've just had a seizure."

Thanks Dad.  Thanks for breaking it to me gently.  I was put on a stretcher and into an ambulance, out of the corner of my eye seeing our neighbours coming out of their houses.  Was this an episode of Coronation Street?  Let's see who is coming out of No. 6 on a stretcher?  Meanwhile, my mum had gone and broken her toe after falling down the stairs on the way to call for an ambulance.  My mind was racing with three things whilst I was outside that morning.

1)  What the hell is happening?

2)  Oh great, I'm going to be showing up at the hospital in my pyjamas.

3)  Looks like I'm not going to my dancing lessons today.

That's right, Becky, get your priorities straight.

When I showed up at the hospital, it was like an episode of Casualty!  Seriously, they weren't exactly taking their time with taking the trolley down the corridor.

At least I didn't have to stay overnight.  I was sent home that day after being greeted to quite a few of Get Well Soon cards!!!

My second tonic-clonic was in the bathroom.  I was pretty lucky that day.  One moment I was brushing my teeth, the next I was on the floor, with my head inches from the boiling hot towel rail.  The paramedics were called and (again) I was put in an ambulance with (again) three things running through my mind.

1)  Another one?

2)  Why do I always end up turning up at A&E in my pyjamas?

3)  Look on the bright side - at least I'm missing PE, double Physics AND English today.

My parents were told to only call an ambulance if my seizures were over 5 minutes, so I didn't need to go into hospital after that.

I had one on Halloween - never mind the kids trying to scare the people at their front doors, I scared myself!  I had one at Race for Life, one on a few of my birthdays, some where I just needed to sleep a lot and one where I face planted a wall!  That was an interesting one.  I went dancing after that.  I don't know whether my parents wanted me to go, but I still went!

Katie Price, eat your heart out!