After three days in the hospital, I'm home.

And I have a diagnosis of the "spells" (as the doctor called them) that I've been having.

In an attempt to tell a linear story (which I rarely do), I will start from the beginning.

On Monday, I called to schedule the 72-hour ambulatory EEG that my primary care physician ordered on Saturday (see previous post ( Read more... )

Just a little update on what's been going on since Thursday.

So, I went to the doctor.

Actually, I first went on Wednesday when I was freaking out.  I was a mess.  I was shaking, crying, scared...  I had called my aunt in the middle of the afternoon after like my sixth episode that day and told her I just couldn't take it, I had lied earlier ( Read more... )