At 11 years seizure free, I still can’t escape one thing, the EEG, but here I am again, sitting at the packed neurologist’s office, waiting for my turn. 

I’ve gotten enough electroencephalograms to know the drill. The first part is the preparation, wash my hair well before my appointment but don’t put any products on it; this makes it easier to place the electrodes in it. It’s also better to wear comfortable clothes and be ready to wait. Most of the patients with me in the waiting room are going to have the same procedure as me and it takes a while. 

The wait gives me time to think about what’s going to happen in the next 24 hours. Sadly, I can’t run because I can’t sweat. I’m supposed to go through my day as regularly as possible, but realistically, that’s not possible. I really don’t do much because it’s uncomfortable carrying the machine with the cables connected to it and glued to my head. I can’t go to work with all that in my head, I can’t work out or run but I do plan on writing today and being with my dogs, as long as they don’t get curious about the cables. 

I will get to do the things I always say I want to do but don’t, like writing and reading.

But the best part of this process is the good news I’m hoping to get from this, I hope this time the seizure activity is low enough to lower my medication, or at least it hasn’t increased. 

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