The boring life of Jerod Poore, Crazymeds' Chief Citizen Medical Expert.

Epilepsy Walk with Me.

Given how hungover I feel today I'm convinced that some of my sleepwalking events are complex partial seizures.  

I can divide the events into two broad categories:

Doing something marginally useful (exercising, light housework, etc.)

Doing shit that makes absolutely no sense.

When I do something in the first category I don't always wake up with a hangover, or it's a very mild hangover, so I'm not sure if whatever happened was due to epileptic activity.  Assuming the sleepwalking is a separate form of brain weirdness in the first place.

When I do something in the second category it has to be related to epilepsy.  Like last night, when I moved the trash bin.  I had put it out for collection in its usual spot.  During some long-ass complex partial seizure I got up, went outside, and moved it 20 feet.

Oh well.  At least I woke up.

Why Bother?

I have been so fucking depressed for the last six, maybe seven months.  I don't know why I bother getting out of bed.  Sisyphus had a more meaningful existence.