Several weeks ago, August 12th, I was walking my dogs where I live in Aberfeldy, and I had a full blown epileptic seizure. Every day I walk them along the river Tay, where I rarely meet other people, but on this day I did not go to the river but turned instead and walked through a very busy public park. I have absolutely no memory of deciding to go there or how I got there, I must have been in the pre-seizure zone, but the seizure happened in the middle of the concrete children's play area and very fortunately for me there was a French paramedic there on holiday with his family and he knew immediately what was wrong with me....a 999 call and his expert care while waiting for the ambulance, and then I was off to the hospital . I suffered head injuries from falling directly onto concrete, but at least I was among people, and not in the river.
I worry that Mr Mills may have had a fit and hit his head, with no one around to help him....I came out of it with no memory or understanding at all and in fact the concussion effects lasted almost a week. I thought I had parachuted into France! Bizarre, but very real so very possible he has come round, injured and more than a little confused and is lost, trying to make sense of where he is. I gave the wrong name to the ambulance crew when they arrived, that's how bad I was. He may have had follow up seizures too.
