Fall down, go boom

My husband experienced another seizure on Tuesday, he went down just as he entered a bank in Windsor. I had spoken to him only 45 mins prior and he seemed perfectly fine. His long lost brother was the one to call me to say that he was taken to the hospital. The news that he was taken by ambulance is no longer the alarming part - it is what might come next that scares the daylights out of me. Thank goodness this time he was not injured, beyond some very sore muscles and a headache. He's been very lucky so far that each time he is either sleeping or standing in an open area. His last episode was in Jan, 3-4 months ago. They have done all the tests and tell him he is perfectly fine, just a little dehydrated. Whatever. When I get dehydrated, I get thirsty, I don't have a grand mal seizure...

So I learned that Windsor is an awful long way to drive, especailly a round trip. I had to take someone with me to pick up Dan and his vehicle.