Most states, if you have a seizure, your license is automatically suspended for some period of time: either until a diagnosis and treatment regimen is established, or six months, typically.
Not New Hampshire! Live free or die, baby. There’s no such law on the books here. So I’m agreeing, as a matter of public service, to make my doctors (holy crap can you get quick appointments if you call and casually mention that you had a grand mal seizure over the weekend!) and my husband more comfortable, to abstain from driving for three months. That may lift, at least during the daylight hours, depending on the results of the EEG and MRI I’m having on Friday.
I’m also dropping much of my old medication routine, which includes the most-likely-culprit, Ultram. They’re guessing, Ultram + Zoloft + stress + sleep deprivation = Sudden Intense Nap in the Bleeding Heart Bush. Nobody wants me to just go cold-turkey off the Zoloft, so I’ve stopped the Ultram and been getting a lot more rest, and we’re looking for a replacement for the Ultram, something stronger than that which you can get over the counter but weaker than Percoset. One wouldn’t think this would be too much of a challenge, except Attempt #1 in the replacement category – codeine sulfate – makes me break out in hives, itch extraordinarily, and swell.
Oh, the fun we’re having around here! It’s a good thing I don’t have to try to organize an interstate move, at the same time…