I feel like I have a lot of every day weird things happen to me, but nothing paranormal or otherwise. Bystander effect is probably the weirdest thing there really is.
But I think the weirdest thing that happened to me was having a seizure. I’d fainted plenty plenty plenty of times in the past, and from my perspective initially, this one was no different. I was exhausted and way overheated after the last leg of a hike, but I was pushing myself because my then-partner had left me on account of being frustrated by my slow speed. He’d gone ahead to finish the remainder of the hike on his own.
So I got to the top and was huffin and puffin and just struggling to breathe. Leaned over a railing to take some effort off of standing and zoop everything went white and then it was all gone.
I woke up on the ground, surrounded by a few different people I didn’t know and sweaty as fuck. I remember talking about how hot I was and apologizing to the others for being so sweaty, but I don’t imagine the words actually came out of my mouth like I thought they might. I was kinda in and out for a little bit, but finally came all the way to and was so sore and so confused.
Turns out it was a full tonic clonic seizure caused by a blood clot getting into my spinal cord because the meat between the ventricals in my heart had burst and ripped open, allowing blood flow to go the wrong way.
Turns out I had a hell of a lot more going on than just being “out of breath” and I’ll always hold a little bit of resentment for my partner just taking off on me. That seizure was the wake up call to bite the financial bullet (yay america) and see a real doctor about the problems I was having. And then lo and behold, I was in the ICU for two months after finally seeing a doctor.
I feel like I have a lot of every day weird things happen to me, but nothing paranormal or otherwise. Bystander effect is probably the weirdest thing there really is.
But I think the weirdest thing that happened to me was having a seizure. I’d fainted plenty plenty plenty of times in the past, and from my perspective initially, this one was no different. I was exhausted and way overheated after the last leg of a hike, but I was pushing myself because my then-partner had left me on account of being frustrated by my slow speed. He’d gone ahead to finish the remainder of the hike on his own.
So I got to the top and was huffin and puffin and just struggling to breathe. Leaned over a railing to take some effort off of standing and zoop everything went white and then it was all gone.
I woke up on the ground, surrounded by a few different people I didn’t know and sweaty as fuck. I remember talking about how hot I was and apologizing to the others for being so sweaty, but I don’t imagine the words actually came out of my mouth like I thought they might. I was kinda in and out for a little bit, but finally came all the way to and was so sore and so confused.
Turns out it was a full tonic clonic seizure caused by a blood clot getting into my spinal cord because the meat between the ventricals in my heart had burst and ripped open, allowing blood flow to go the wrong way.
Turns out I had a hell of a lot more going on than just being “out of breath” and I’ll always hold a little bit of resentment for my partner just taking off on me. That seizure was the wake up call to bite the financial bullet (yay america) and see a real doctor about the problems I was having. And then lo and behold, I was in the ICU for two months after finally seeing a doctor.