Quite a while back, I realized that living with epilepsy has multiple sides to it, and I kept thinking (and complaining here) of just one: just my point of view as a person with epilepsy.

But there is something else to think about: how it affects the people around you. I got a harsh reminder a few weeks ago when I had a seizure at home with just my 7yo kid around. I taught him the procedure: go on my phone, click on the emergency call and call the emergency numbers I set up there (my neighbor across the street and his mother).

He did that; he even called my neighbor on my desktop WhatsApp app because the laptop was open when all happened. He left voice messages to people, opened the intercom in the building and let my neighbor in.