Growing up I had to deal with Epilepsy, frequent medications and being treated as one with Leprosy. All I ever wanted was friends and the only ones who would eat with me, rather let me eat with them, during lunch were my teachers. I only had one seizure and it happened around age 9; an acute Grand Mal. I was hospitalized for approximately three weeks in the local children's hospital; I was shocked when one of my fellow students came to visit and see how I was. I was made by my parents to repeat the 7th grade and it was "my fault" that the house had to be sold and we move; therefore, I wasn't allowed to go to the high school everyone I knew did. My parents sent me to a private church run school, which was of a different denomination. Over the years, I hoped and prayed that with doing all I was told, that I'd be able to outgrow this shadow that had "haunt" me basically all my life. In 1982, my senior year, I blacked out in the hallway of the high school and my mother took me to one of the local hospitals to have an EEG run on me; which, came out negative and showed no more abnormal brain activity. It was like my graduation gift from above.
A few years later I got married and was found to be pregnant. I went to tell my exciting news and the response I got from my mother before uttering a word was 'I am not going to have a mongoloid child brought into this family and the name disgraced.' I spoke to my specialist about the incident & he said he had many Epileptic patients & they had no issues with a normal child birth. My husband, feared for my health, was scared and petrified and supported me in my decision; which I didn't want to do & made me break into tears frequently over the next few years. We stayed married for 25 years and I raised my three children; who had no issues inherited from me. Over the years, from time to time, I would have Petite Mal seizures aka "Ice Cream Headaches" that would last about 30 seconds.
In 2011, I began having "ice cream headaches" once every so often; about every couple of months; but not as before - rather of a stronger level. In June 2012 while on a plane, I was reading a magazine (the last I remember) and the next thing I knew, a stewardess & a passenger were leaning over the seats in front of me & asking questions. Took some work to be allowed back home. I would have a few more of these happen; luckily while with family who knew better what happened. We would begin putting the puzzle pieces together to make a picture of what was happening so that it could be gotten under control.