Personal Narrative: My First Seizures

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The morning of April 23rd, I was in my room while my brother Jacob was talking to my father in my parents’ room about the trip he’d taken the day before. Just as I was leaving, I heard two loud thumps and then my father yelling for my mother. I rushed out of my room to see Jacob convulsing on the floor and unresponsive. We would later find out at the hospital that Jacob had had a seizure. This experience and the events that followed taught me just how anxious, paranoid, and helpless a personal can feel. After Jacob’s first seizure, I became extremely anxious that another seizure would occur. His doctor had told us that during the first week the chance of a second seizure was about 70%. So for the next 7 days we were all checking on him and making sure he was taking his anti-seizure medications. After that, we had relaxed and life went back to normal. Two months later he had another seizure while he was in the shower because he had been skipping medications. When I found out, I began to constantly check his pill organizer and reminding him to take his medication when he needed. This had irritated him beyond belief, but I couldn’t quell the sense of worry and urgency until I knew he had taken his medicine. It became routine for me to check even when my parents stopped doing it as well. …show more content…
I hated leaving Jacob alone for any period of time because I had this irrational fear that he’d have another seizure in the time that we’d be gone. I also became very skittish, because the slightest thump or knock made me immediately go check to see if it was Jacob and if he was okay. This became irritating for all of us as Jacob was an extremely clumsy person and this would happen multiple times a day. The majority of the paranoia came from all the “what ifs” that constantly ran through my mind and caused a near permanent feeling that something terrible was just about to