Yesterday, after three years and a few days of being seizure-free, Evan had another seizure. This was a short seizure, so it wasn't nearly concerning as his first (and only other one). Nor did it require a spinal tap, breathing tube, temporary paralysis, or a lot of tears.
I was about to make a bottle for Esther, when I heard a strange sound. Evan was rubbing the carpet vigorously. I went over to him, and his eyes were off to the side, like he was trying to look out of the very corner of his eye. He could not look at me or speak.
No "convulsions." This was a different type of seizure than what I had previously experienced, yet I still recognized it (thanks to some seizure education).
Eventually, he was able to turn his head and look at me out of the corner of his eyes. The seizure was short, maybe a minute or two. (Blessing #1) Then he promptly went to sleep. (A seizure is very hard on a body. It was once likened to a marathon to us.)
It was Derek's Friday off. (Blessing #2) This is huge when you have more than one child and one needs to go to the ER. He had been to the dentist and grocery store. He was checking out at the grocery store. The neurologist's office eventually called us back and sent us to the children's hospital emergency room. Evan's neurologist was even on call, so we would see him. (Blessing #3) (Really, I should have known to just take him to the ER. Apparently, I was a bit rusty in all of this.)
I packed an overnight bag for the two of us. We've been through this enough before that we understand that surprises happen, and it's good to be prepared. It was about 11 o'clock, so we had two apples, pretzels, and rice cakes to hold us over.
We arrived around noon, and eventually made it home in time for dinner. They even gave us some food right before discharge.
If you are interested in seizures, it was a complex-partial seizure. Complex because of the repetitive movement, in this particular case rubbing the floor. Partial because he lost consciousness when he could not respond. Unlike his first seizure, I was able to observe this from start to finish and report it to Dr. B, which is crucial for proper diagnosis and medication.
Yes, after seven months without medication, Evan will return to using it twice a day. It really is only a word-a name-but at this point, one can appropriately use the term epilepsy to describe this medical condition since he has had two unprovoked (not fever, concussion, meningitis...) seizures.
You may not understand this, but it does not feel like a big deal to me. After having Meghan and Evan both in life-threatening medical situations, I am THANKFUL to know that not all of Evan's seizures will be three hours long and endanger his life and mind. And really, we knew this could happen. This is not, or at least should not be a surprise to us. Certainly, our omniscient Father knows all about Evan and his brain activity. We will take precautions, but we are not going to live in fear. There is no need. And that is the real blessing in all of this.
I need to remember that my son's identity does not come from any medical problem. (You can read my thoughts here on identity.) Evan, including his brain, is fearfully and wonderfully made. And for each day, I am thankful.
You can look at the seizure link in the sidebar to look back at some of what we went through with his initial seizure. It is likely there are enough posts that as you scroll down, you'll need to hit "older posts."
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