Being found by family

I had my first seizure at 45 and my daughter n her friend was at my place for dinner. After dinner we were listening to music n talking, I told them I wasn't feeling good. I went to the kitchen even though everything was cleaned up, then my daughter said I was in the bedroom with the fire department, ambulance n they rushed me to the hospital because I split my head open. When I got home I was embarrassed. Then I had other smaller seizures after that and the ambulance was called again. I haven't had a seizure in years but the stress was adding up n this was a grand mal seizure n I was rushed to the hospital. With this seizure I was having small seizures on top of this one. I ended up in ICU for a couple of weeks. My son came to the hospital everyday. When he found me he was scared to death. Because of the seizure my cognitive thinking is not where it was before the seizure n my muscles in the legs are not the same either.