Growing up undiagnosed

My parents knew something was wrong from the time I was two weeks old. I screamed for no apparent reason throughout the day and night for many months. My early life was complicated by the onset of severe eczema and a number of allergies, including intolerance to dairy products. At the age of two, I hit my head on the corner of a table, raising a lump in the middle of my forehead. I recovered well but a week later my parents found me unconscious in bed and I was admitted to hospital. I had a fit shortly afterwards, which at the time was labelled as a febrile convulsion. However, the fits reoccurred and a diagnosis of grand mal epilepsy was made. The medical opinion at the time was that the epilepsy was not related to the head injury but my parents never were convinced and still disagree.