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Seizures in post RNY'ers.

One of you had a seizure at work last week.  I just read my email.  Another RNY'er a few years post op like me, in fact I think she and I had surgery the same day.

This scares the fuck out of me people.  I am sorry if you are offended.  Get over it please. 

I have had three known grand mal seizures in January, February and April of 2008, and countless smaller seizures that I can't define necessarily, because I can't always decipher what they ARE. 

I say that I have had "known" because, who knows, I wonder if more had not occurred previous to that day in January, because I went to the doctor more than a year before that moment with concerns of "disconnection" and feelings of tingling in my limbs and assorted memory issues, wherein I was called BIPOLAR and sent to a psychiatrist. 

Thanks for that, by the way, I am still loving that "diagnosis" that doesn't really fit.  Do you realize that is following me now - on PAPER - and I cannot 'expunge' it?  It is part of my file?

I was in a coffee shop last weekend, with Bob and the kids, and had a complex partial seizure, which triggered me to sit on the floor, because I was aware that I was not all there - and I didn't want to lose my footing and fall, but I lost my memory also.  I was sitting on the floor, in public.  Do you realize HOW embarrassing this is quickly becoming?

What is going on with us?  I would really like my brain back.

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