THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE END.

Another seizure. Another year of pills. I’m back up to 1250 mg twice daily. Just when I thought it was over. I mean, seriously, over a year without a single mishap and then BAM. There it is. Out of the blue, there are a million EMTs standing over me. I can’t tell them what goddamn month it is as I stare at the freshly cut Christmas tree in front of me.

My friends saw the whole thing.

I just want answers. Yeah, answers would be nice.