I'm a 26F, and I have had epilepsy ever since I was a kid, but my family doesn't seem to understand the struggle fully.
I'm very much aware of the fact that my family have been going through so much because of my epilepsy, either financially or mentally. My mom doesn't seem to get used to it no matter how many times I have a seizure, she always panics. I know that I have been a burden even when they never voiced it out, but it's just not getting any better.
It's been two years since I last had a grand mal. Usually I lose consciousness and my muscles tense up to the point that I need at least two grown up male adults to lift me up, and I don't even weight that much. I had a seizure outside for the first time in my life two years ago and my mom was greatly shocked, so we changed my doctor and he got me on Levetiracetam ever since.
Since the meds seem to work, I tried my best not to complain about the side effects. As long as I'm not having a grand mal, I was fine with it. But honestly it's just too much, I started having a temper, I keep fighting with my family members, depression is eating me up and I'm almost giving up my post grad studies. My concertation and memory is getting worse each day and it's affecting my progress with my thesis greatly. No matter how many hours I sleep, it doesn't seem like I had enough. On top of that I started having absence seizures during my sleep that I haven't mentioned to anyone.
Early this morning, my muscles started tensing up and my body was shaking, it seemed like a tonic clonic seizure, but I was fully aware. I went to the hospital and the doctor there said I said i had to see my neurologist to get me on a higher dose of Levetiracetam because apparently my grand mals were overshadowing my absence seizures that's why we never noticed them before.
My mom was crying this morning and told me how tired she was. She believes it's all in my head and once I decide to get better, it would just work somehow. She is bother by my sleeping and depression and cannot understand that it's related to my epilepsy and meds, and honestly maybe she is right, I don't know anymore.
I'm really tired myself, I was never bothered by my epilepsy but it's been hard on the past two years, I don't feel like living anymore to be honest, I just want to disappear somewhere not to burden anyone. I don't want to tell my doctor about today's incident nor the absence seizures. I feel like a higher dosage will literally make me lose it. What should I do in this situation? I'm really lost.