Epilepsy Talk

The night fright of nocturnal seizures

I can remember trying to rip out my hair. The inside of my head was going at a million miles an hour.

Sure, I was lucky I didn’t pee in my bed or fall off it. And happily I didn’t bite my tongue. Or end up bruised and sore.

But I was exhausted. With a horrible headache.

Like many, it was hard to stay awake during the day. (Hey, I’d just been up all night. Afraid to go back to sleep.)

It was an endless cycle. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t stay awake.

The curse of nocturnal seizures.