Seizures

Veronica Chapa

English 1301

Surprises Sometimes Are Permanent

Long before anyone knew I was epileptic, many presume I was making up my deja-vu experiences; or so I thought they were. Four years ago I frequently would pause in the middle of conversations, consuming breakfast, or taking a run to find myself under the familiarity of the environment surrounding me. The pauses would last a few seconds, however while I drifted into a frozen state, I was not in control of my body. For instance, all of my nerves would tense up leaving my mouth to droll and lose balance causing me to walk sideways or fall. I had no recognition of even reacting in that matter. When it was over I would go on doing what I was doing before. Of course I had no idea what to call these sudden events I was experiencing, I felt the same way I would normally feel while having deja-vu.

After a year discovering no information to guide me somewhere or to someone that could possibly answer what exactly I was going through, I gave up searching. My mother made a comment stating how I needed to stop questioning local nurses about my situation and to stop saying what I was experiencing was related to deja-vu. Desperate to know answers but to find myself lost at the end of the day was disappointing. I was left in the dark when I needed someone to have faith in me.

Nonetheless, the sudden events grew worse as the months went on; I started having more than three a day. For example, a close friend and I were eating lunch in our high school cafeteria, and it was interrupted with me just blankly starring at her while she was trying to figure out why I wasn’t responding to her comment. I was not able to respond even if I wanted to; I was locked in my own body during the event. It didn’t end there, one Sunday afternoon I was cooking an egg sandwich for my father when I felt “it” coming. In the course of my frozen state what’s happening to me is...