Epilepsy

It all began in December. I woke up in a hospital bed surrounded by many doctors and nurses. I was told I had a seizure and from it I was severely dehydrated and had lost a lot of my memory. The water percentage in my body was at 6%, a VERY alarming rate. I owe my life to my boyfriend who thankfully woke up to my blood curdling screams in the middle of the night from my seizure and immediately rushed me to the hospital. I stayed a couple days in the hospital regaining my strength and memory. The seizure left me completely confused about who I was and what I had done in my life. I have never felt so lost and scared. I had trouble even remembering my boyfriend of over two years. I healed and gained a little more memory over a month later and returned to my serving job at Fashion Island. It was so scary returning to work where everyone knew and remembered me but I could not remember even a single item on our menu. I studied and continued to strengthen myself mentally and physically. This past Sunday I had the same terrifying experience. My boyfriend carrying me to the car while I was fading in and out. I can barely remember anything except throwing up nonstop until getting to the emergency room. There I was immediately on IV's and more medicine than I have ever seen or heard of before. They thought my seizures had stopped and assumed it was due to my alarming 206 heart rate! I was told they could see my heart pumping out of my chest. They were able to lower my heart rate and believed it was the reason for my seizure and sent me home after 4 hours at the hospital. I went home and immediately laid down on my bed and began having another horrific seizure. My boyfriend said I immediately went into another shock and would not stop screaming. A scream so loud he couldn't even hear himself think. He couldn't believe it was happening again! Way worse than any seizure before. I completely blacked out and remember nothing. I woke up in and out of it days later struggling again with my memory. I had every test in the book ran on me to find out that I do indeed have grand mal epilepsy (a disorder of the nervous system, characterized by severe convulsions with loss of consciousness). This news was hard to hear. My family has been in hospitals way more than we ever should have. My father was diagnosed with prostate cancer when I was 2 and passed away two weeks after my 7th birthday. Medicine and sickness has been all around my family. My loving boyfriend was transitioning to a new and way better job when this happened. He now has stopped his dreams and goals to stay with me and make sure I am healing and healthy. I cannot return to work until I know my medication works well with my body and the neurologist has comfort that my medication is suppressing my seizures as much as possible. Trying to adjust to all my medication is taking a huge toll on me mentally and physically. It is such a frightening feeling knowing that at any moment I can black out and have another seizure.  I have to constantly be aware of my surroundings and who I am with. Trusting that God has a plan for me and only will give me what I can handle. I ask just for prayer and support from anyone willing to do so. Prayers for my energy, body, and mind to return to normal. Maybe sharing my story can help others struggling know that no matter what you face in life someone is always watching over you and loves you more than you can comprehend. 
I'll continue to try and be positive every day knowing some will be harder than others. I truly believe everything happens for a reason and I trust God is watching over me always. I can be thankful I have my guardian angel watching over me as well. I thank you for reading my story.
All the love, Lauren.

Proverbs 17:22
"A cheerful heart is good medicine"