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I'm not in math class right now because one of my classmates had a seizure. My first thought was that could just have easily been me. I was scared. Her seizure looked just like the ones I used to get. I know it wasn't me, but in that moment the past came rushing back. An ambulance was called. I've ridden in an ambulance because I had a seizure. Remember Margaret? If that did happen my life would be put on hold just as hers is going to be. I feel for her even though I don't even know her name. She won't be able to drive for 6 months to a year which might also mean she can't work or go to school. That's what could happen to me. This is the first time I've ever felt empathy quite so clearly. If I had been older when the seizures started for me, that would most definitly been me. I'm so unbelievingly thankful but at the same time so sad for her. As I sit here in the YVC computer lab I think about the fact that we didn't have to have the weekly math quiz and no homework for the weekend, but I would gladly trade it in for that girl not having a seizure. (We're talking in a heartbeat.) I have a need to call my mom and talk to her about it but I don't want to worry her so I'll wait until I get home from work.