I’ve talked about our early experiences with epilepsy in my previous two posts. My wife had no seizures during the time she was pregnant with our three children or any of the time between the pregnancies. About two years after our third child was born, my wife had another seizure. Almost a year later, she had another one. Like every other seizure she has had in her life, these occurred at night.
I talked my first experience with my wife having seizures in my previous post. She didn’t have any issues until the end of that year as we prepared to visit my mother-in-law in San Antonio. My wife and I had planned to travel with her brother and his wife to Little Rock, Arkansas on New Year’s Eve. We had booked a flight from there to San Antonio early on New Year’s Day.
When I was around 3 and 4 years old, there weren’t very many kids my age in the neighborhood that I could play with without crossing the street. When I would go outside and play, I had imaginary friends that I told my parents that I was playing with. Johnny and Gina were their names. My parents have told me that there was another friend that I talked about named Pokel. I don’t remember Pokel, but I suspect that he was some sort of horse character like Pokey on the Gumby show. I think the only time that Pokel made an appearance in my play was probably once when I had watched Gumby. When my parents would ask me who I was playing with, I would respond, “My imaginary playmates, Johnny and Gina.”
I have memories of doing this but I have no memory of what we exactly did. It seems like one time I went to visit their “house” and knocked on their door, which was actually just the backside of my Aunt Francis’ house which was next to our house. All our family and friends that lived in the neighborhood knew about Johnny and Gina. My sister was born when I was 4 and a half years old and she is named Gina. She is named after my imaginary friend.
Let me start out by saying that epilepsy is no laughing matter. It is a serious condition that is hard on the people who live with it and the people that live with them. I don’t share this story because epilepsy is funny. I share it because my reaction to it is funny.
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