Jan 30, 2011
Posted by Kev
Yesterday morning I woke up to two paramedics and a police officer standing over me in my bedroom. I was on the bed and my wife was hurriedly handing them juice boxes and cracker packs. “Can you drink this?” the paramedic said, holding a Hi-C juice box in front of me. By that time I had been seizing and hallucinating for the previous fifteen or twenty minutes, but I remembered nothing. As I...
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