So, this is what happened Friday mid-morning.  Friday, I only have 1 ballet
class and that is it for the entire day.  I was totally fine the first hour.
Well, I shouldn't say totally cuz my hands did start to spaz here and there.
But, after we pushed the barres away and started center floor, I had an
"episode."  I felt all my muscles contract and spasm and I remember staring
at nothing, sort of gasping as it started, then breathing shallowly cuz all
my muscles were contracting, and I remember trying desparately to make it
stop but I couldn't.  It didn't last more than probably 10 seconds, and after
everything stopped all at once, my whole posture sort of just melted cuz I
was really weak and I wanted to just lay down.  But, I couldn't because I was
in class.  Even my mouth was hanging open.  I don't really know what I was
doing but it wasn't much of anything.  I was totally zoned out and still
staring, trying to make my body move but it wouldn't.  My teacher noticed and
told me to sit down.  I did hear her.  I sat down.  I was sort of in my own
world I guess sort of in a "drunken stupor" although I've never been drunk
but that's the only way I can describe it.  I had a headache and felt
nauseous.  That is what always happens.  After about 10 min. I started to
snap out of it.  Shortly after class, my teacher came over and was mad at me
for "waiting so long to see my neurologist" because I could not get in till
this Thursday.  I told her it's not like I wasn't trying, but that was the
earliest I could get in.  The dance faculty are all frustrated with me
because they don't know what to do with me.  The other ballet teacher in the
other room told my teacher to call an ambulance, but she didn't.  I'm glad.
She told me to go to health services on campus but I told her I was just in
last week and they asked me if I was on drugs, and that is how much they know
there.  She asked me what the ER would do.   I told her last semester they
gave me a blood test, CT scan and threw me out the door.  She could see my
frustration when I broke down and started crying.  I am nervous because now
I'm on thin ice with them.  I'm afraid they will kick me out of my classes,
and probably out of the program.  They already told the Dean.  This is sort
of the same stuff that has been happening for the past semester.....So I
think they have no tolerance for me because "I'm not taking care of myself
and finding out what's wrong and fixing it."  All I can do is wait until
Thursday to see what my neurologist thinks....