Originally posted by lambo
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I went to jail, last Christmas, for getting a ticket while having a seizure and not remembering about it. I missed my court date and never knew about and had a warrant for my arrest I never knew about. It sucks to be there not knowing why you're there in the first place. I've spent enough days in the E.R. or bedridden this year to need to skimp out on needed expenses because I can't work. I've had a couple of broken bones, sprained ankles, concussions just this year alone and this is after months, or even a year, of having my medication working. I was a week away of getting my license back before all of this started happening.
Or how about missing out on my dream of becoming a fire fighter because of my 'disease' when I was about to become full time in a perfect and very hard town to be a city fire fighter for. I can't drink, I can't stay up late, I can't go to most concerts and looks like I'll never be able to legally drive an e30 again; yadda yadda yadda. Perhaps I needed to vent because there is no relative, life is good! Mind over matter.
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