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>Oh and tell me about your seizures. When did they start how often they appear and what causes it in your opinion
The first time I had a seizure I was a toddler. My mom called the paramedics and they gave me a suppository, which was upsetting. Despite having many vivid memories of that time, I can't remember any of this and I'm not sure if it's because of trauma or because seizures fuck up memory.
That would be the last time anyone besides me noticed or cared about my seizures.
When I was around 6 or 7 I remember having small seizures when falling asleep, although I had no idea what they were at the time. Basically I would see imagery and feel intense overwhelming unease. Nobody ever understood what was happening when I tried to describe it, and they assumed I just had a "bad dream." This also gave me an intense dread of falling asleep that would last well into adulthood.
In my teens there was a period of time where I had seizures in my sleep every night that caused me to
slightly piss myself. This would happen because of the neurological pulses causing tiny involuntary contractions and releases of the muscle responsible for urine control. My system for handling this was to have 2 pairs of underwear on hand, and swap them throughout the night so the slight moisture would dry out.
I got shit for this because nobody understood what I was dealing with, as usual
Strangely I don't remember ever actually wetting the bed in my life, although it must've happened when I was extremely young at least. Nowadays if I start pissing in dreams I realize there's no relief for my bladder then I get frustrated and wake myself up. Things like this make me suspect that seizures and neurological problems might actually grant me a sort of extra awareness
Either late teens/early 20s I would regualrly shaking violently in my sleep, actually laying there with my eyes open and feeling it continue. For some reason I didn't find this distressing.
Now when my growth plates started closing at 23/24 is when the current set of symptoms I have to deal with were established. It's when I lost my ability to lay on my back, became extremely sensitive to sodium, and (worst of all) became photosensitive
I was never photosensitive when I was younger, and used to actually stare at those "YOU DESERVE A SEIZURE FOR THAT POST" gifs and wonder how they could cause a seizure
Recounting this time is going to be a laborious task, and I may forget something important and have to add it later. It's definitely a contender for the worst time of my life.
plus the seizures themselves make it difficult to remember. So much of that time feels like a black hole in my mind
Starting out during this transition I could only fall asleep if I laid on my back on the hard floor.
Okay I can see now this is going to be extremely disjointed. I won't be able to make it into a linear narrative like I set out to
It led up to the moment I could feel that a threshhold was breached.
Every night I would have such severe seizures in my sleep that I woke up feeling like I got beat up all night. It was excruciating to even move, get out of bed, or go to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror my eyes were bleeding. This was a regular occurence by then.
One of the earlier times it happened when I was awake. I was almost certain I was about to die, and felt myself fading away so I struggled to write a nice note for my mom to find with my corpse. Even after I survived I was convinced that I wouldn't live for very much longer because I thought my body and mind wouldn't be able to take something so intense day after day, with no sign of ever stopping.
Some time later I had one of if not
the worst seizure ever. I had made a delicious bean soup with a ham hock in it that was high in sodium. It made me "tired" so I laid down in bed. The next thing I remember is complete oblivion. I don't remember when my eyes opened or when it became physical reality. I completely forgot 100% of who I was or where I was located. It felt like being lost in a vast labyrinth. Other than the intense fear and confusion I knew that there was
something of mine to grasp onto, but couldn't find it.
Now I don't even know what to type to continue relating the story because it feels too abstract. Eventually I remembered who I was and recovered, obviously
There was another time I woke up from a seizure and my left arm would only move in directions opposite to my intention, like a video game with the thumbstick controls inverted.
The 2nd worst (or contender for worst) siezure I had was later. I can't remember exactly what caused it, but it was probably salt. I got in bed and my nervous system went fucking crazy. There were just these waves of scinitlating darkness washing over me repeatedly. I could see both hemispheres of my brain. In fact my brain didn't work at all but I still had consciousness and thoughts. I could feel my body moving involuntarily and I shat myself. So I had to take a shower and change my clothes but this was an insanely difficult task when I was going unconscious, disaccosiating, losing control of my body, and blasting off into the 5th dimnension every couple seconds. The way i got around it was to utilize the minute percentage of my consciousness I still had control over and focus on completing the task without dying. I had to remind myself to only move in such a way that if I collapsed I wouldn't hit my head on anything too hard, and also just keep myself from collapsing at all. I don't remember anything after the moments I was actually in the shower or how I managed to dry off, get new clothes, or get back in bed. But I do remmember someone gave me ice cream to soothe seizures, although I ate the entire carton wihtout being aware of it.
Eventually whatever growth process that was causing all these erratic changes in symptoms, was over. My neurological problems have been mostly predictable ever since.
A while back I was going to make a request for a thread about dimension-jumping alternate timelines and realities. I was going to catalog several of my experiences with them. Here are 2 of them that I can still remember.
It was like a history lesson, but I had forgotten everything about myself and this present timeline. I was told about how decades ago in eastern Europe there was a disaster
(which I later thought resembled Chernobyl, or perhaps it's the real truth about what happened in Chernobyl in this timeline, that got covered up) that occurred as a result of some sort of experimentation in time travel or other reality-altering technologies. They fucked up really bad and erased entire people, cities, land, names, information, etc. The most interesting part of this that I really held onto, was how a specific historical figure who I guess was commemorated for being the first victim, or perhaps he did something heroic that I (or everyone) have unfortunately forgotten, had been erased but only partially. He was erased in such a way that only part of his name was remembered. Now, I can't read Cyrillic at all so I can only remember his name phonetically and it sounded something like this:
Hemmalurr- The dash was to indicate that his name had been partially erased from reality, but what remained was worthy of worldwide rememberance.
Please if someone reading this knows slav names, tell me if that could be from a real one. I don't know if that was just part of his first name, or first + part of his surname.
This other one occured earlier than the above. It was during the tail-end of the really bad times, I think. Basically I was asleep and "dreaming" inside of a rapidly moving point of light or energy inside my upper-arm/right-shoulder that my consciousness was projecting into. Unfortunately I can't remember exactly what was in the actual dream particle but that's not what made it interesting. I was perfectly synchronized with its time dilation but as I abstracted from it, I could see and feel how fast it was and I could actually see it before me as I gradually drifted away. Eventually it seemed to reach incomprehensible lightspeed.
Because of this I think that the human body and in fact every particle or geometric angle in physical reality is an avenue or portal for temporal and dimensional travel.
>what causes it in your opinion
I seem to have some type of subtle skeletal deformity in my skull that is pretty much invisible from the outside. With the exception of my eye sockets, it seems that every one of my face's holes are slightly deformed to some degree. I have an underbite and the webbing under my tongue is longer than it should be
At least I am still able to point my tongue at the roof of of my mouth for energy work. I can't roll my 'R's though which sucks since i love languages. Doctors always comment on how small my breathing passages are and I have the deviated septum. My ear holes are irregularly shaped and I think that's why I still can't get the torturous blockage out after all this time. There are also these weird constantly swollen nerve things over my clavicles that I've learned to ignore while trying to improve myself.
It appears that I've inherited this problem matrilineally for at least a few generations. My mom, all her siblings, and her mom all have weird problems but none have it as bad as me. Sometimes I wonder if this is some kind of karmic thing because my ancestors from that line were Occultists and/or German Nazis
But really I have no idea how true that is because I lack a reliable narrator and everyone presently alive who might know is also schizphrenic and retarded
Regardless I must say they were extremely kind-hearted and good people unlike their descendents, by all accounts.