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In Memory Of Anthony David King

Anthony David King
24/07/1981 – 29/01/2004
This is a sad post. Today is the birthday of a lovely young man Called Anthony David King. 

In his life Anthony was a happy baby, a happy boy, his epilepsy started age 10 months old. It took a long time to get his seizures under control but with the support of his family he finally gained that control. When Anthony was 18 he like most people wanted to do what his friends were doing. He started going out with his friends, playing snooker and having a drink. He also stopped taking his medication*. Anythony came home one night and went to bed at 3am on the morning of January 29th 2004… 9am the next morning his mother found him dead. It was the worst time of her life. Its the worst thing for any parent. No parent should have to attend their childs funeral. 

Anthony shouldn’t have stopped his medication, neither should he have probably been drinking but he was young. His life like any young person was about testing boundaries, having fun. I know I have before. The point is that no -one should have to deal with the struggles of life that epilepsy brings. 

At the age of 23 Anthony had the world in front of him. Opportunities, jobs, relationships, fun and everything young life holds. Sadly on 29th January 2004 Anthony was killed by a seizure. Epilepsy is very misunderstood. People think it cannot kill. IT CAN! Young people should be allowed to live their life, have fun. not be restricted by this horrible condition epilepsy! Sadly Anthony is no longer with us to do the things he loved however his spirit will live on in his mum,sister and older brother. 

This blog is nothing more than a tribute to the life Anthony led up until the beast took his life. 
This is a tribute to the many hearts and lives Anthony touched. He left his footprints on this world, and continues to do so through his mum. Now he is with the angels in heaven saving the best seats for his mum Kay, sister Jo and brother Michael. 

Anthonys Grave, lovingly tendered by his mum Kay King.

This post is for you Anthony In memory of you, your life and the love and spirit you left behind. 

Happy Birthday from Your mum, Sister ,brother & family  & happy birthday from me Jo at the epilepsy rollercoaster. 
I will be doing all in my power to raise awareness of epilepsy for as long as I am allowed on this earth. 

R.I.P Anthony


(*please consult a dr before stopping any medication).

Loss of Confidence

If theres something I’ve learnt and thats life is precious. Epilepsy does scare me sometimes and so do the cluster headaches. I try not to show it, i don’t like to and I hope that people wouldn’t know unless they know me wouldn’t know what my life is about just by looking at me… why would they unless they spend enough time with me.   This time really did scare me. I had taken a picture half an hour previous to my fits and the next day when i was out of hospital i looked at it and there is no sign of what was to come. Like a time bomb waiting to go off? 

Painting before my seizure at the craft box

The next few days I rested and watched so many films that I would be great on a tv quiz show!
Monday I was due to go to art class. I really wanted to go as not only was I bored but I wanted to start on my big canvas. The problem was the art class was at the craft box where i had last been and ended up in hospital. I was embarrassed and scared to go back. Being the stubborn person I am (even to myself) i thought it was something i had to do… I thought if i didn’t i would never go back. I Picked up some flowers on route as I felt that Tory really deserved them she helped me that day more than I think she realises.

Mum dropped me off outside and I went in I was shaking, not only because I felt awful but I was so embarrassed. I met the other lady who was there that day but I had no idea how much she saw, if she knew or what as I was too out of it that day to know. She said Tory wasn’t there… My heart sank. I immediately started to feel scared as I knew Tory better and I was so unsure in my own body at the moment. I felt so alone.

I was given a task to do from the art teacher and just sat down and done it… i was shaking inside and my head was pounding. The infection had started to take its toll and my kidney was a constant pain in my side. I finished the task and was actually quite pleased with it. Now for the big canvas.

I started on the work but was so tired i was nearly in tears. I was scared and I felt I had to leave and quick. I made my excuses and left.
I walked up the road, stood alone, still and was in tears what had I done I should have phoned mum before I left. Now I was alone in the street and no help or security. I called mum straight away and she came down to get me.. I when home and cried. What a baby I though… yet now I felt It would be more difficult to go back.

Life was bad again and I was so so upset and tired.
The next day I got up and brushed myself off and told me not to be stupid I went to the craft box. I had to finnish dads plaque I was shaking when mum took me down. I wish mum would go but mum said no and made me do it alone. So i did. I went in and Tory was there. Relief yet embarrassment and I still couldn’t stop shaking.
I done half of dads plaque but was too tired to do the rest. Kara needed to come down that afternoon so i went home, had lunch and slept. 3:30 claire and i went back and  finished the plaques.


WHOOP finally happy!