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Every once in a while there is a moment when you think you “might” be having a seizure. But you are not.

I am not talking about the beginning of the seizure.  I am referring to that quick flash of panic that everyone has when you suddenly remember something:  You forgot to turn the oven off. You forgot to call your mother. It’s your wedding anniversary and you forgot to buy your wife a present.

There is a physical reaction where your body feels horrible all of a sudden.

For me, and many people have told me that they experience the same thing, the beginning of a seizure feels a lot like that sometimes. The difference, of course, is that there is no actual “memory” to go with it.  With a seizure, it is irrational...

If you are going to have a seizure, “where” you have it matters. It could mean the difference between a seizure that ruins your day and a seizure that allows you to move on and forget about it.

Of course, I don’t mean forget about it completely.  When I have a seizure, I always feel like shit for the rest of the day.  I have those moments where I think about how long it has been since the last seizure.  I think about whether or not I should go and see the neurologist.  But I don’t spend hours thinking about it — provided I had the seizure in the right place.

What’s “the right place” you ask? The answer is:  Alone.

If I have a seizure in my own bedroom or living room, I can pretty much move on with my day.  No one saw it and hopefully very little happened...

I never intended to write a blog.  I mean they are so narcissistic.  I don’t even like the word.  Sounds like an onomatopoeia for vomit:  I “blogged.”

But these days everybody is blogging about everything, and my dad always told me to write about things I know about, so here it is: A blog about seizures.

If you don’t actually have seizures, maybe you won’t find this blog particularly interesting. Or funny. You might even find it annoying.  I thought my book about seizures was kind of cool and my dad thought it was the most depressing thing he had ever read. And he writes books for a living.

I didn’t think it was depressing at all.  I guess seizures look kind of different from the outside.

I hope at least some of you will find this blog entertaining...