One Hell of a Weekend

Hey guys,
How are you doing?? I hope you are seizure free, wherever you are. Whether it be for a few days, hours, or weeks. Sending you love.

Sobaby to preface this, my Sunday was actually more h*ll-ish. I actually can’t remember what I did on Saturday but I think I was seizing and sleeping.

My family is wanting to adopt a kitty, so while we were on the way to the SPCA I asked if we could stop for some Starbucks. Firstly, because it’s fall, and secondly, Pumpkin Spice. Duh? I also got my mum a small coffee which I was happy to do. I remember putting the Pumpkin Spiced Latte down on the little table where you get the lids and milk and the last thing I saw was my Pumpkin Spiced Latte. After that, I blacked out, and according to my mom, picked up my coffee, started walking towards her, stopped then fell backwards. Yup. With Pumpkin Spiced Latte in hand. 3 People in the Starbucks were quick to respond and phoned 911, whilst my mom tried to wiped off all the coffee that had splattered on my face with her scarf and sweater. The Fire Fighters were the first to respond, and I had to hold up an ice pack to my face plus a towel filled with ice-cubes to try and ease the pain.

Thankfully, there were no blisters, which means I didn’t get first degree burns. I am SO thankful. BUT my face does have a coffee like residue on it. It has a brown splatter on it by my cheekbones near my eye. Thankfully I have great reflexes and squeezed my eyes shut, so no Pumpkin Spice got in my eyes.

These types of accidents are traumatic and can make me feel sad. Like, Oh F*** I can’t even do something as normal as get coffee. It also makes me question my safety and I feel uncomfortable travelling in unknown places on my own. Like my friend put it “You are safe, but rattled”. Which describes PERFECTLY how I feel about the whole situation.

Love you all.

Be safe and be well!

Sita Gaia xox

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4 thoughts on “One Hell of a Weekend”

  1. It’s relieving to know that others have experienced this frustration; not that I want you to struggle, but that I don’t feel so alone in the world. My seizures are not grand mal seizures… I am now in my mid-20s and it was extremely frustrating in college, to not know what I was going on or/and what is wrong with me. Even though, I now know what is “wrong” with me, it is still exasperating to not be “normal” and the ability to drink a cup of coffee without having a seizure (I have myoclonic and atonic seizures). There have been a few times that I would start crying because all I wanted was to just drink coffee without seizure interruptions. My heart goes out to you! I’m happy that I have stumbled upon your blog, thank you for sharing!

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