I had a fucking seizure!

Tuesday night I had a seizure. It was crazy! It scared the hell out of me. I've never had one before and it was just something that seemingly came out of nowhere. I was with a friend when it happened and I'm so thankful for his quick response in coming to my aid. I have an appointment with my doctor on Monday but I kinda regret not going to the hospital right after it happened. I don't wanna make a big deal about it but I guess I have to, because it is something serious. I just wonder what doctors can do for me now that it's over. I assume they have tests they can do but I am also not really happy about having to explain my recent activities or drug us. I just don't wanna be judged. But in order for them to help me I know that I have to be completely honest with them about the types of things I might be doing that could be putting me in danger of having another one. I've witnessed other people have seizures before and it's scary just being around someone who is going though that. But having one is even more scary, because you're not in control of what's going on and it's like you're there but not really aware of what your body is doing. I just hope this isn't something that will happen again and if I have to make changes to my lifestyle in order to keep it from happening then I'm definitely going to try to be open to making those changes. I just want to be alright. I definitely don't need another health problem to worry about. I'm still fairly young so I want to be able to enjoy my life, but I guess I'll see what the doctor has to say and we'll just go from there.

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