Jessica,
You 2 are truly blessed! I pictured you as I was reading and
started crying. It could be that this happened for a reason.
Otherwise you would not know he has EP and he also got meds.
I found this in my junk mail this morning along with about 3
others from our group.
Millie
> Hello everyone, My name is Jessica. My husband has a history of
> seizures. On Fri I had a tramatic experiance with one of his
> seizures. I had wrote a blog not long after it happened while it was
> still fresh in my mind. I would now like to copy the blog onto here
> because frankly I need people to talk to who can relate and
> understand.
>
> This is a copy of the blog I wrote early Sat morning. I couldn't
> sleep because my mind was racing after the traumatic experience I had
> on Fri 2/20/09.
>
> Saturday, February 21, 2009
> Blogging for my sanity.
> Current mood: blessed
> Category: Life
> Yesterday, 2/20/09, I endured the most terrifying near death
> experience. I'm not sure how I was able to make it through but I'm
> glad I did. God must have sent me 10 or more guardian angles to help
> me out while death was on my tail. I am going to tell you all about
> my experience and try not to leave anything out. This will be my
> therapy.
>
>
>
> So, here goes. As some of you might know, my hubby has a history of
> seizures. I always thought they were sleep apnea related, now I know
> better. He had a seizure yesterday on the way home from eating lunch
> at his work with his mom. We do this every Fri. The terrifying part
> is that he was the one behind the wheel. It started out with me
> trying to talk to him and he was being oddly quiet. The only response
> i got was after I asked him if he was OK. He huffed and said "I don't
> know." I tried to ask him a few more questions with no response. Then
> the twitching of his head and face started, his head turning towards
> me. At first I thought he was playing around and I got a little mad.
> I said "Don't play, don't you fucking play!". When the twitching
> started to quickly increase into full muscle jerking, I then realized
> it was real. My adrenaline kicked in and I reacted. My first thought
> was "Fuck! His foot is on the gas pedal! I have to stop this car
> now!". While he is seizing, the car starts to quickly go faster. I
> grab the wheel with on hand and try to wrap my arm around his right
> leg and lift it off the gas pedal. When that didn't work I attempted
> to get my foot over to the brake pedal, all the while still trying to
> steer the car with one hand at increasing speeds and dodging the
> other cars on the Powhite highway. That didn't work either, I ended
> up pushing his leg harder on to the gas pedal. I then started to
> scream out of terror. While dodging other cars, I hit the jersey wall
> by accident bouncing off of it. The car still kept going with me
> screaming for my life and steering from the passengers seat. The
> seizing paused for a second and he started to fall over on me. Then
> it started up again and I thought "Emergency Brake!!". So, still
> dodging cars and steering with one hand, I grab the emergency brake
> with my other hand and yank it up. With him still seizing and his
> foot still on the gas, the car did not stop. It did slow down so I
> could better control it off the highway onto an on-ramp. On the ramp
> there was a triangular, grassy, curbed median where the road forked.
> When I saw it I thought "ooh, curb!!" So, with the car slowing down
> some but not stopping, I steer the car towards the curb and bounce it
> up on the curb. The car finally stopped and I immediately throw it
> into park and turn on the hazards. One pick-up truck that I almost
> crashed into (out of many close calls) had followed me till I got the
> car stopped. As he's running towards the car to check on us while on
> the phone with 911, I was jumping out of the car and falling to the
> ground. I was shaking so bad that my legs would not hold me up. And
> yes people, this ordeal included Layla in her car seat in the
> backseat. The guy that followed me till i stopped the car told me to
> just sit down on the ground. He walked around the car and got Layla
> out because she was crying and took her to his truck and put her
> inside and closed the door. He then walked to our car and tried to
> talk to Tim who was still out of it. That guy stayed there with me
> till the ambulance and police showed up. He gave a statement to the
> police because he saw most of what happened. The cops where praising
> me saying "I don't know how you did it but you did a great job". I
> honestly don't know either. I couldn't really think, just react. I
> also have no idea how fast we were going but if i had to guess,
> probably close to 90mph or faster. I couldn't have looked down at the
> speed, even for a millisecond, because we probably would have crashed
> and died.
>
>
> So, we were told that Tim probably has a general case of epilepsy
> that should be easily controlled with meds. This is by the way the
> first diagnosis we have gotten. The other doctors were incompetent it
> seems. Tim can not drive for 6 months and will probably have to be
> cleared by the neurologist before he can drive again. I will now
> drive him back and forth, to and from work. We are so lucky to be
> alive right now and have no damage to the car except for the cracked
> hub cap from when we hit the wall. Someone upstairs really likes us,
> that's all I can say. We're so damn lucky. Well anyway, we are all
> fine. Tim was not admitted to the hospital and now has a prescription
> to help with the seizures. It is now 7:35am and I haven't been able
> to sleep. I'm now going to try to get some sleep, nighty night!
>
>
>
>
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