That's the story of my life. I was raised in Wichita FALLS, when I turned I started having seizures like my dad did. I never could hold onto a job because of it. In 1976 I got a job with the railroad and my seizures nearly abated. Everyone I worked with were good Christian folks that I could rely on. I eventually became the supervisor working only day shifts after I had a seizure on the job but instead of firing me the CEO made me an offer. I could take medical disability or work straight day shift. I prayed that I made the right decision and decided against disability, got on a new medication and haven't had a seizure in the last 18 years. No seizures but this past 3 months I've fell about 10 times. I'm asking for prayers to strengthen my legs, Dear Lord please hear my plea.