Fear or anxiety, I'm not sure which.
It's been a week without seizures. It's like communism - sounds good only on paper. It's a weekend, and the most notable seizure I felt this week was of the smallest noticable caliber. Tomorrow is a work day. These seizures were building up for a whole week in my brain, kind of like air pressure in a balloon. If you keep blowing a balloon up, eventually it's going to explode. From the looks of it, my balloon explodes either tonight, or tomorrow morning. I've concluded that it'd be better if the latter occurs.
If the seizures start kicking at work, I'll get medics called on me. That's a month's salary for something I recovered from hundreds of times on my own. And the cherry on the top?
Management doesn't know I'm epileptic. If they did, I'd be without work years ago.
So yeah... And I've spilled my background story too. Haha