In the early hours of Friday 13th. Roger started whimpering in his sleep. It sounded distressing. My first thought was he was having a bad dream, so I decided to wake him. I stroked his hand and told him that it was only a dream. About ten seconds later it all kicked off. He didn't appear to be listening to me, so I turned on the light, and then the dreadful noise started. I don't know how he was making the noise he was making. It was very loud breathing, but like a tractor engine ticking over. His teeth were clenched, he'd bitten his tongue and he was foaming at the mouth. His eyes were rolling in his head, his back was arched and his arms were rigid. He was shaking violently and I thought he was having a stroke. Quite honestly I thought he'd be dead before the ambulance arrived.
The Ambulance crew got here in less than 5 minutes from me making the call. They took one look at Roger and said "He's having a seizure!" I said "What's a seizure? Is it the same as a stroke?" They explained that it isn't. It is a fit, and they swiftly got him on oxygen. By the time he was in the ambulance, he was making eye contact, and responding with nods of the head. The shaking and the noise had stopped. However, he doesn't remember anything at all until he reached A & E, wondering what he was doing in there again.
Roger has never before ever had a seizure, neither have I ever witnessed one happening. I have never been so scared in my life!
All relevant tests were carried out, and no possible reason or cause could be found. They told us that all tests were normal and he may never have another seizure again, but warned him that if he did not completely take it easy and rest, the chances of him having another in the next two or three days are quite high. He will have to see a neurologist for some brain function tests, but in the meantime he is at home, and is completely 'wiped out.'
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