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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.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANTHONY



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

xxx




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


More Stress

Today is monday. I find out that when mum was shouting about how ill she had been sitting worrying about me yesterday whilst I was at the concert she was actually out visiting a friend and shopping!

Not much I can say about that is it…. however all that guilt i was feeling and being upset was for nothing!. Im pretty cross that she obviously lied – If there is something I do not do is lie to her… I cant lie i always end up laughing infront the person anyway or giving the game away but to lie to me about that so I would feel guilty about going out? thats not right. 
Well We agreed a truths yesterday so Im not going to say anything – inside though im saddened. 
The arguments are starting up about band tonight now… if its not one thing its another. I went to go down to my studio but then got told no… when questioned i got the well i will have to come down there ! this was not the idea… I have a buzzer system for down there so why is that suddenly not useful? basically I cant do anything unless she is watching – i am going mad.

Anyway I went to band and despite a struggle I managed it.
I will say im suffering for it a bit today but I have also been to the dentist today to have my “real” tooth put in rather than the temporary ! (remember a few blogs before my holiday when I smashed tooth during seizure). anyway nice new shinny tooth now in. it was a bit of a trauma though so no surprising my head aches.

I will leave you with this poem. 

A friend like me. 


Please don’t be afraid of me 
I want to be your friend.
and if you get to know me
your rigid thoughts might bend
Thoughts that i am different
from others that you know.
I really am no different 
and this id like to show. 
I live and breathe and laugh and cry 
i love to play and learn .
I sometimes do things differently 
which can cause some concern.
You see, some say I’m special, 
i guess this much is true
but if you were to ask me 
i’d say your special too.
We’re all  little different
no two are just the same. 
Its really something wonderful 
there is no one to blame
When things don’t go perfectly 
and people get confused
they say things like “poor girl”
and other terms they use. 
Its ok if you look at me
and may not understand.
Its ok if you touch me
and even hold my hand
My like has many obsticals
More than the epilepsy that you know
but thats not what i dwell on
Im me, thats all and so….
I know that things may not
always go to plan you see
Sometimes i may fall down 
but I’m not just the beast you see
Please don’t be afraid of me
or tell me not to do 
the things that make me feel normal
and make life worth living so…
Please learn to be accepting
i want you just to see
how truly great and wonderful 
a friend like me can be.

Ruling my life

I am sick and tired of people trying to rule my life. If i dont have enough issues without not being able to make any decisions without them being contested at every point.

So yes I went to the ball last night…. I felt a bit like cinderella when the beast came out at midnight ha ha (it wasn’t midnight) but you know what i mean.
I now find out that apparently mum was so cross last night cos when pauline came to the door she said “she’s fitting, she’s fitting!” mum was rushing about getting her coat and bag thinking she was coming to get me and then i was there… i wasn’t fitting i had had one fit , one seizure. i was ok and i was home. Slightly dramatic in the way pauline started her introduction had mum on even higher alert!

I was so told off last night I felt like a little child. This morning no different. I was getting more than the third degree. I have a gig to play at this afternoon (sunday) and I am going, Yes ok my tolerance without oxygen at the mo is incredibly bad, bout half our to an hour at the most but today its been basically non. Had to have oxygen in all day. Well obviously mums not happy bout me playing at a concert blowing into a flute but you know what I want to give it a go. I dont even know if i can play with oxygen but if i can without effects I will. If not its a lovely sunny day and I can sit and watch the rest of the band. Its not the end of the world. I will deal. I do not want to be cooped up in doors on this lovely day with mum moaning on about me and life and how I should be more careful.

CAREFUL ! ! well how careful can you be with epilepsy ? it is unpredictable… you never know when the next seizure will strike. The only way i can be 100% careful is if what? i stay in bed and dont bother moving? that way i wont hurt myself (oh but then again i may suffocate myself on the pillows!) there is no 100% way to be careful with epilepsy. Its unpredictable seizures that strike you down at any time.
Without putting everything in life on hold which is ridiculous and like i told her i may as well be dead anyway then …. I just need to live.

Well I tried to talk to her. after all she is my friend as well as my mum. We normally have a ok relationship and are pretty close. I started to talk to her and try and get her to see it from my point but all I got was shouting about all I am doing is thinking of myself and Im being reckless and stupid and pushing it. Im not pushing it im just trying to live while I can i said. from this i got “well you wont be living vey long at this rate… your going to kill yourself” !

Well what can you say to statements like these!.
I was really upset that she couldnt see it from my point of view.

I put across that just let me finnish what i want to say..
When you were my age you were travelling all over the UK. You were married, had a job and a life.
now look at me. My partner who I was going to spend the rest of my life with left me because epilepsy became to much trouble to understand and he was a nurse! my next partner couldnt understand I couldn’t travel all round the world cos i couldn’t afford insurance and taking all my meds means alot more preparation than oh lets go here tomorrow.
Im a fully qualified nurse who has given up her pin number because she can not pass the occupational health assessments (not to mention I had just been accepted to my dream job in nursing! )
I have been stuck at home since being taken into intensive care where I nearly died.
Ive basically lost the sight out of one eye and live in a constant un-knowing of when the next seizure will strike.
You lived your young life with nothing hanging over you. You never had to worry that your body would let you down. You never went into hospital… Ive been in and out of hospitals since I was 4 years old. You see it from a mothers view, you wont even try to see it from mine.
I do not want my life to be “Just” full of hospitals, pills, injections, oxygen and all the other medical stuff. I want to have the good bits too. I can see it from your point but you need to see it from my point.

If I die tomorrow I want to die with no regrets that I wish i’d done that or this. I want to do what I like and love while I can, when I can. I have no way of knowing what the future will bring but while I can do things I will.

Anyway I went to the concert and I managed to play with oxygen. It went really well and i enjoyed it.
When i got home though I had another argument as mum and dad started moaning a me.
I was being told how much i was hurting them – they could not even see how much they were hurting me more than they could know. I couldn’t bare no more. Im not allowed to go anywhere on my own.. haven’t since being in ITU the first time as Drs say its not safe. Despite this  I got dressed grabed my portable oxygen and ipad and went out …. Im not saying where I went cos its my place to get away. Im not normally like this I have only once done this before in the last 4 years I need to be with someone 24/7. However this really was a get out or go mad situation. I was so so upset that they would not even try to see it from my point of view. I just sat and cried for a long time. I then reached out to a really good friend. Amongst this mum text me and did in her words did say sorry. I waited for a while before I went home though… I was actually enjoying the being on my own thing. it was nice to be alone. The sun was setting and it was beautiful, still and quiet.

I came home exhausted though. I went to bed.