When you get knocked down seven times, get back up eight

Peace and light, friends,

So, a couple of weeks ago, the dogs and I went outside to let them “take care of their business”. After a few minutes, I turned around to come back inside. I didn’t have far to walk as I was standing a foot or two away from the door. I was just about to open the door when…

my left leg buckled out from under me and saw that I was falling. I looked behind be to make sure that I wasn’t about to hit concrete, and then I frantically tried to grab the door handle, hoping it would hold me up until I got straight again. Well, missed the handle. I saw that I was falling to my left where there was a small patch of grass awaiting my imminent arrival. And, down I went. I was embarrassed, at first, thinking that the neighbors saw me. Then I thought about the fire ants in the ground below, and I panicked. I jumped right up and got out of the grass! I went inside and sat down to process what had just happened. One minute I was just standing still in solid ground, and the next minute, I was on the ground! How did that happen? Why did that happen? Was that going to happen again? I’ve read about people with epilepsy having those experiences, but never thought about it happening to me. It puts things into perspective for you; it could happen to anyone, anytime, anywhere. I knew then that I had to be careful.So, now the question remains: I never lost consciousness nor did I have an altered state of consciousness. I was alert the entire time. Should I tell my neurologist or not? I do not want to put myself or anyone else I danger by driving too soon ( I’m already restricted for two more months), but I’m afraid that if I say anything, the clock will go back to day one. Again, I don’t want to injure anyone, but I would like to drive as soon as I’m allowed.

With that being said, I will most likely say something. It’s the right thing to do, even if it means I will be someone’s passenger a little longer.