The night before last I had an epileptic seizure. It was the first focal-aware seizure that I’d had in a few months, and I was scared. Hey, the seizure could have been heaps worse, but I was scared that it would develop into a tonic-clonic seizure.

I was still only half-dressed when I started walking down the corridor in only my underwear. It wasn’t until I was about to enter the classroom that I came out of the seizure.