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3. Medications

Soon, I began trying new medications, testing different ones to see which worked best. This was a long, complicated process that I did not enjoy. Some of the medicines I was allergic to increased my seizures instead of decreasing them, and others caused horrible, terrifying hallucinations. I was having hallucinations of terrorists coming after me, and sometimes I would sleepwalk, which was dangerous not only in general but because I live in a two-story house and my room is on the second floor. I closed my bedroom door one night, hoping this would keep me upstairs. That very night, I somehow managed to open my door in my sleep, go down sixteen steps without falling, and end up in our kitchen downstairs before I randomly woke up. It was a blessing I didn't get injured. I tried other things, but none worked quite the way the doctors hoped they would. My mom began sleeping in my room with me at night at my request for safety reasons. I kept a baby monitor with me when I went into a separate room so my family could hear me if something went wrong. Finally, at one point, we were able to balance out the medication to some degree so that my seizures were reduced.