After getting on depression meds my life was still shit but I was still pushing on, not just for me but for my mom, aunt, my siblings, and my dad who passed in 2018. No matter what I wanted to fight through it, it was tough but I was not gonna stop trying. But this had gotten worse, after my dad past I had small black out seizures and it sucked because I could be talking and the next thing you know I was making odd noise and looking down and I looked like I was spaced out. Then I wouldn't remember anything from the last 10 minutes.
But that wasn't the worst part. One day my mom was taking me to the Kroger so we could get things for dinner, and I felt the small seizures happening but I thought nothing of it, but honestly I should have. As we walked up to the self checkout I felt fine so in my head I thought "maybe they are done" but I was wrong. I remember talking to my mom then it all when black, that's all I remember. But what really happened was I fell in the middle of talking to my mom and hit the back of my head on the corner of a self checkout, then my eyes started rolling back in my head and then foam was coming out of my mouth. My mom couldn't stop it and I don't remember it and I didn't feel it. My mom did the only thing she could do... call 911. My mom was trying to keep her composure but it was hard because ppl around her were trying to figure out how to help and my mom was holding me down as much as she could and still was trying to make sure I didn't hurt myself. The next thing I remember is the 3 paramedic's around me but I kept going in and out but I don't know how I got up on the paramedic gurney but I got on it and they start talking to me because it takes a while to come out of a seizure.
I remember them asking my name but I honestly didn't know it. Then they asked my birthday and I still didn't know it. I remember bits and pieces of them putting me in the ambulance and then I remember getting strolled in the hospital. The whole ambulance ride I didn't say anything they said but the only thing I said was "where's my mom" they told me that she was gonna meet us at the hospital, then I said " I need my mom I'm scared" they told me she would be there when we got there but I didn't say anything else. When they got me a room I had never been so scared in my life, I finally came out of it and I was starting to cry. "Mom please hurry" is all my raspy voice could say. My eyes were set at the door waiting for her, that's when I looked at the sides of my bed and they had seizures pads on each side so if it happened again I would not hurt myself.
The next thing I heard my doors open, my eyes darted with the hope it was my mom, and it was, her eyes softened at me being awake and then she walked to me and hugged me so tight, I knew she was scared and I never meant to scared her but she knew that. "Don't scare me like that" her voice started to crack, I knew she was holding back the tears but little did she know I was too.
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Brown eyes
RomansThis book is about how one girl broke my heart and how another helped me find it. This book has hurt, love, dedication and soul.