They told me it might be a brain seizure while I was in hospital several weeks ago. No one said anything further to me about that, making me suspect that that might have been just another part of my hallucinations. Everything was so watery deep – it was too difficult to figure out what was real and what I imagined. But yesterday I received an appointment to attend an outpatient clinic (next week) to get the EEG test done. And a tiny piece of that memory kinda fell back into place.
I’m not an expert in EEG or anything, but I believe they have a long shot in proving any abnormalities. Or maybe not. Maybe they will finally tell me there is a tumour in there somewhere short circuiting my brain all this time. That would be such a relief, I think, to know that it’s not my fault.