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   Posted 1/12/2007 4:21 PM (GMT -6)   
i feel absoloutely horrible right now. on new years i hung out with my best firend robert and i accidentally left my epilepsy pills (LAMICTAL) in his car. today he got accused for doing drugs at school, which he wasn't. they searched his car and found my pills. he doesn't have a perscription and hes in major trouble right now. i talked to the cop and told him the story, the cop believes me. his parents dont. they don't believe him and hes in major trouble. and they said even if they were mine.. i was probably selling them to him. no one understands they don't even have any effects on people anyway. but i feel absolotely terrible. this whole thing is my fault. if it weren't for me he'd be fine. if i didn't have to be burdened with this epilepsy everything would be okay. i'd be seizure free and he wouldn't be in trouble right now. if you're reading this and don't want to reply its okay.. i'm just upset with myself and i needed to get it out so i needed to write here because it's the only place where i feel people can someone relate to me and i can feel comfortable saying all of this. i didn't want any of my friends to even know i have epilepsy. now everyone knows. i am embarrassed and ashamed and don't know what to do with myself. my mother told me it makes me who i am and i should embrace it. but how do you embrace such a horrible thing? why did god give me this?? i just don't understand

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   Posted 1/12/2007 5:46 PM (GMT -6)   
That sounds like a nightmare, sparkelz. At least the police finally showed some reason. Is there any way you could talk to Robert's parents? Or maybe get your parents to do it, if they won't listen to you? Perhaps find some literature to show that even if he poured your pills down his throat with a funnel, he wouldn't get high. Some people seem to have this wierd belief that a pill, any sort of pill, will get you loaded. Great Misconceptions about Epilepsy No. 927...

I'm not sure about embracing epilepsy either. It's a vile condition and that's the end of it. What you shouldn't do, though, is feel any sort of shame. We've got the thing and that's not our fault. And if anyone gives you a hard time because of it, that's for one reason only. They're morons. Don't listen to excuses about fear or peer pressure or anything else. They're morons and there's nothing more to be said.

Accidentally leaving something in a friend's car is an understandable mistake. Putting someone through the grinder because they made that mistake, or because they're an epileptic, is just stupid. You shouldn't be ashamed at all, sparkelz, but it sounds like some other people should.

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Date Joined Nov 2005
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   Posted 1/12/2007 6:16 PM (GMT -6)   
thank you so much for the advice. my mom just called his father and everythings better now. i do feel more relieved.. but still i dunno, i think i'll just always feel guilty. he probably won't ever want me in his car again thats for sure! lol.. but i always try to forget im epileptic and just not worry about it. recently, however, i don't know why but its just killing me. every night before i go to bed i think about it... even sometimes in school during the day i do. i just wish i didn't have it but for some reason i'm stuck with it.. and i guess dwelling on it won't make it any better. i have what i have for whatever reason and you're right, if anyone has a problem with it then they're a moron!! =) thank you seriously though, your advice truly touched me

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   Posted 1/19/2007 9:56 PM (GMT -6)   
hey, sparkelz (I hope I spelled that right),

Sorry to hear about this mess.
Here's a little true story: Once upon a time someone with TLE was arrested, and because she didn't have her bottles with her name and scrip stickers from the pharmacy on them, the cops didn't give her her meds when she was in jail overnight and she flipped out.

That woman was my mom. Whoops. Darn genetic illnesses.

Anyway, I carry my meds bottles around in a little lunchbox that I keep in my knapsack. What's in my pocket doesn't have the scrip stickers on it, but they're pretty much always within reach.

And I do my best not to attract police attention.

The police also saved my mom's life a few times, back when she was on the wrong meds.

I don't walk around thinking about how I'm sick a lot, and I don't let it color my life too much, but I do understand feeling the way you do. I usually pitch little 5-minutes fits to that tune and then get on with my life, 'cause I get really bored being sad about it.

I didn't ask for it, and it's so not fair. My mom didn't know she was sick when she had me. I figure the best way I can pay it forward is to either adopt, not have kids, or have any fetus that might one day grow inside me genetically tested (but that's really heavy stuff; but so is the cost of meds and knowingly bringing a kid into this world knowing it will have to deal with what I have). Luckily, that's not stuff you'll have to deal with for a few years yet, at least. :heart:

It's very frustrating, sometimes. You're definitely not alone!
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