I came round at c 8.30 am in an ambulance outside my house, being told by a stranger that I had collapsed.
Mike was waiting in with Danny for my dad to come round as they didn't think adult hospital ward a suitable environment for him (presumably infections etc). Then I was told he would follow us. Luckily my dad only lives half an hour's walk away and is a very healthy, active retired person who is delighted to be able to spend more time with his grandson than he did with his own kids.
The last thing I remember this morning before incident is coming downstairs from the bath - fortunately, my routine involves having a bath before Mike needs to leave for work and I'd got dressed as well.
Mike asked where his keys were, as it happened I thought I'd moved them to place them with his laptop, which he takes with him for work. I went to where I'd last seen them and fell, hitting my head on a table and went into convulsions, ie a first ever epileptic type seizure.
At the hospital I was offered toast and coffee, and waited around for most of the tests after Mike had arrived. In another lucky coincidence, my mum was in London for a conference, she cancelled going to the second day and travelled across north London to the hospital instead. They did various blood tests and took me for a CT scan as I'd hit my head, all the results came back normal and in just over 4 hours, much to my relief, I was allowed to come home to Danny and lunch. Once my parents had both left, Mikey and I dozed for the rest of the afternoon, and then had tea, caught up with emails, had a long phone conversation and relaxed a bit.
Another nice thing was that concerned neighbours who'd seen the ambulance and knew we'd just had a baby came to see if we were ok, and they - 50 something mum and grown up daughter - live round the corner and two doors down - the older woman said she would be happy to help out any way she could. I've been really touched by neighbours' kindness, we've had presents from next door and from our weekend newsagent, and a card from the woman over the road whose late cat Mike used to feed. Honestly, I'm appreciating the area I live in so many ways I didn't before after baby.
Hopefully I'm ok now, and will have recovered a bit before my next appointment wtih the health services for Danny - I'm going to see the health visitor at the centre where she's based on 15 June.