Where To Start? Where to Start?

Really, where do I start? These past few days have been a whirlwind and it's hard to remember things. I really don't care if you read all this or not. It's probably going to be long but it's just to answer questions for people and for my journal purposes...and to keep me awake here at work because my medication is making me very drowsy and I need something to do!
It all started Thursday. Steven and I drove out to Buckeye around 5:45 p.m. to go to his younger brother's dance recital. I was grumpy because I was hungry and the apartment was messy. We got to the auditorium out in Estrella (Buckeye), sat down and started watching the concert. After intermission (about 8:00), I noticed I was seeing the same thing every where I looked. I told Steven I felt kind of weird and...the next thing I remember was waking up, still in the auditorium surrounded by a bunch of paramedics. Then things went blank again and I remember being in the ambulance, seeing the doors close and wondering what was going on. I was really confused. :) The paramedic put the oxygen mask on and I remember telling him I couldn't breathe...he assured me I was getting plenty of oxygen and that I could indeed breathe :) Looking back I probably sounded pretty stupid. Not to mention I was totally hitting on the paramedic telling him he was sooo handsome. He just laughed at me and told me I was just really out of it. :)
The next thing I remember was being in the hospital, begging the paramedic for some water. He was my friend and gave me a sip of water only because I guess I promised I wouldn't throw up on him. Anyway, they got me all hooked up, took my vitals, made me change into a hospital gown and then I got to relax. I don't remember a whole lot from that night. I know I had a few visitors but other than that, my memory was pretty shot. Around 4 or 5 a.m. they finally got us into a hospital room. Come to think of it, I don't remember that either. Anyway, for the next 2 days they ran lots of tests on me, drew lots of blood, and made me eat cafeteria food. It actually wasn't too bad.
My mom and dad were there to keep me company (and clean my apartment! THANK YOU! :) and Steven was there too of course. I had the best nurses and good doctors as well. They took extra good care of me and got me whatever I needed. Okay, this is how OUT of it I am. Did I even MENTION that I had a seizure???? Here I am just writing away, completely forgetting to mention exactly why I was in the hospital. After running some tests they found some blood clotting in my throat. They're not sure yet if it's from my birth control or if my body just has a tendency to form clots. Anyway ,they're thinking my seizure was from the bleeding I had in my brain back in September which could be, like I said, from my birth control or just from my thick blood.
So...now I'm on anti-convulsive medication so I can't drive for 90 days (not because I'm on medication but because I had a seizure) and I'm on an anti-coagulant which means I get my blood drawn every week to make sure my medication is at the right level and for those of you who know me and needles, this is not going to be fun. When I was in the hospital, every twelve hours or so I'd hear a knock on the door and see a little evil person coming in to draw my blood. They weren't my friends...at all. The very last time they had to draw from my hand because they said there wasn't anything coming out of the other vein(or is it artery?)--well no duh! They'd already drained 10 gallons from me. Or at least that's what it felt like. I guess if anything good DID come out of it, my right arm got a free wax job. Some dufus in the hospital decided to tape my IV down and so when it came time to pull the tape off they couldn't just rip it off real fast because the tape was stuck to my IV so, they had to pull it off VERY slowly and pretty much torture me.
Anyway, it's been a LONG past few days. I'm very tired and a little anxious because of my medication. I have some major adjusting to do but it's life. My ward and family has been GREAT to me and have been helping to organize my rides to work and anywhere else I need. I feel very blessed. I'm sorry if I forget things you've said to me or done for me, I'm really having a hard time remember the littlest, stupidest things!!
I've been a bit of an emotional wreck because of everything going on. You can hear all about seizures and medication and what not but until it's happening to you, it's a whole different story. Like I said, I'm very tired and just want to be alone with my husband right now. I really wish I would have taken today off from work. I don't know what I was thinking.
Anyway, I just wanted to publicly thank all those who came to visit me and helped me out this weekend. Especially my parents and Steven's parents. I love you all so much! And a special thanks to my husband, Steven. I don't know how I would have made it through this weekend without him. He was always there by my side, willing to help me in whatever way or just keep me occupied. I loved having him snuggle with me in my hospital bed. Sunday morning we fell asleep in the bed together and the nurse came in and woke us up and said "You guys are so cute." I don't know who WOULDN'T want to always be cuddled up with their spouse! Mine is just the greatest and the most supportive. He's been incredibly patient and loving with me. Thanks babe.

Anyway, that's the update for now. Sorry if I'm missing anything. It's really hard to remember certain details right now. :) Hope it answers all the questions out there. Again, thank you to everyone for your prayers on our behalf. We just hope things continue to go well! We have some fun pictures from the hospital but I can't find our camera cord so...no pics.