I got up suddenly at around 6am feeling very odd, to go for the five yard sprint. While I was there I knew what was happening and tried to make it back to bed. Needless to say I managed two steps before collapsing. I came round on the floor and rolled off the clothes-horse I'd broken beyond repair. My ribs are very painful, but the clothes-horse broke my fall and prevented me from bashing my head.
Yesterday is a bit of a blur. The daylight made me feel ill, so I spent the day on the sofa with my eyes closed. I managed to nod off a few times, which I suppose must have done me some good. It was hard to settle down though. My brain was working overtime. It was a rapid succession of disconnected thoughts. I felt absolutely dreadful, as if my brain had short-circuited. The after-effects made yesterday's fit one of the worst I can remember. I couldn't face eating, but sipped water all day.
I moved from the sofa to the bed at around nine in the evening, and slept reasonably well, apart from two trips to the loo during the night. I got up this morning feeling infinitely better than I did yesterday. I think I should be myself again when I wake up tomorrow.
I have read all sorts of stuff saying that seizures can be in connection with autism. However I've yet to meet another sufferer who is autistic.
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