Epilepsy
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The bedsheets are still on the ground. They're both still naked.
Ghost turns his head slowly to Soap. "Were we...?"
Soap looks away in what almost feels like shame, picking at his nails and admitting, "Yeah..."
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Ghost has a seizure during sex.
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- Part 5 of Epileptic Ghost
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Lance managed to successfully hide the fact that he has epilepsy from the doctors at the Garrison, telling them the hospitalizations on his file were for fibril seizures and that he’d grown out of them. His parents only let him do it because his condition had been under control for a while after he found the right balance of medication once he’d stopped growing.
He hadn’t had a grand mal seizure in years but he’d only had so many pills on his person when he got thrown into this mess of being a defender of the universe... and he’s officially run out.
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- Part 4 of “I’m fine” and other white lies
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“Timmy, no! I’m coming, baby, I promise. Just lay down for me, okay?” Armie says as he holds his cell phone between his shoulder and ear, clichely dropping his keys as he tries to unlock the door. “Can you lay down?”
Timmy only groans through the phone.
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An argument leads to things being said that weren't meant, and unfortunate events transpire.
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- Part 3 of The Epilepsy Diaries
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"Then leave!" Ghost suddenly shouts. He turns to Soap with closed fights and a chest that heaves with anger. "If you're so over it, you don't have to be with me! Why the hell are you sticking around if you hate it so much?!"
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Times are tough. Disagreements happen. People get hurt.
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- Part 6 of Epileptic Ghost
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Tentatively pushing himself up, Baizhu winced as he was hit by the expected wave of dizziness. Reaching over for his cane by the bedside, the pharmacist pushed himself upward and towards Changsheng, who was impatiently waiting for their day to begin.
“Today is not a good day,” she hissed, wrapping her warm body around the tall mans shoulders. “Will you tell him?”
Leaning heavily on his cane, Baizhu exited their bedroom and made his way through their small living room to the kitchen, keeping quiet to avoid waking the sleeping girl in the room down the hall.
Pulling out the ingredients needed for breakfast, he sighed. “I will tell him if it gets any worse. This is nothing I have not dealt with, my friend.”
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Baizhu has a seizure, and Zhongli does his best to help.