I had my first seizure at 24, standing at the till of the Fitzroy café I was working in at the time. I’d been out the night before and that morning, my arms would move in random, uncontrollable jerks. I had chalked these up to an unfortunate hangover symptom — one that made balancing coffee especially difficult. The next thing I knew, I woke up in the back of an ambulance having been given CPR by a customer.
