Bad Day

Yes, I had a bad day after my amazing day.

My bad day started off really amazingly. I rode the bus and the kids on there are so sweet! I love them to death. :) Special thanks go to Madison (who undoubtedly doesn't read this because she's in 3rd grade) because she's my special friend. :))

Kids are so adorable. Madison helps me feel comfortable and accepted amongst the little kids. Thank youuu!

So anyway. School was pretty good. I had no panic attacks. Good, right? Well, no. I'd much rather have panic attacks than what happened.

I had an OCD problem (which I'm going to talk to my doctor about because it's getting to be a big issue). You see, I was working on my psychology class and there was a picture of a brain. I had the compulsion, after seeing the picture, to saw off my head and take out my brain. Completely irrational, right? Right. So I went down to the office and thanks to Officer Woolsey and Mrs. Pacheco (or however you spell it) for helping me out. Then the fun started.

At first, I thought I was having disconesia problems. Disconesia is when one side of your body shakes uncontrollably, your tongue lolls out to one side, and/or you lay your head against one shoulder uncontrollably, usually as a reaction to a medication. I was having issues with my tongue not wanting to stay in my mouth, my head was cocked to one side, and I was like, "Great. This crap... Again."

Turns out, it wasn't that crap. After a couple of minutes, I started seizing, somewhat big time. I fell out of my chair and went into spasms on the floor off and on for ten minutes. It was scary. To my utter embarrassment and chagrin, all students were kept in their classrooms and nobody was let out into the hallways... Uh oh. Not only was I spazzing on the floor of the school office, but I was holding up the regular school day. Heh. Oops.

Approximately ten minutes after it started, my mom got to the school and by then I was exhausted and done with the spazzing. I was TIRED. Freakin' tired.

My mom and I have talked and we think it was OCD problems, and not panic or reaction to my meds, but I'm gonna talk to my p-doc next time I'm over there and see what she thinks. :)

Stay mentally healthy, my friends! ((: