Everyone was there, my friends, some of my friends at dad's work, it was small but it was nice to have a small party for a change, not a huge party. Everyone ate, swam, and just chilled. I mostly spent time with my friends because, well that's like the last time I'll see them in person for 1 year!
It all went well until.... I had a seizure. No one knew what to do so daddy called the ambulance. When I woke up I was in the ER (emergency room) and I asked what happened, my dad just said "you had a seizure." I was confused, my seizures came back? They couldn't of! I've be controlled for over 2 years now. My worries were now coming back.
The doctor came in and he asked if I "had been under any stress," I replied "Yes, well we're moving, and I've been a little or a lot stressed about that." The doctor replied "Ok, well I think that was the problem, you had a seizure because of all the stress of the move, but I do want to do a MRI, it would only be like 30 minutes tops." I agreed my parents agreed and I was ready.
After the MRI the doctor came in and he said "There's nothing wrong in you head so I'm going to release you, but I'm going to give you some medicine to control the seizures, but make sure you see the neurologist ASAP."
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Life is a Highway
RandomA story of a girl and her family, but one thing, her dad is a country singer and is on tore all year long will she make it without her friends?
