Been reading but not commenting tonight…too much energy expended today. I didn’t really want to blog about this tonight; I was going to send an email to one person in particular but thought that it was unfair to put that burden on her shoulders. I know she would willingly carry it, but it didn’t seem fair to ask that of any one. And maybe I really just need some Mama-lovin’ from all my blogging buddies…
Long story short, Nik hit his head pretty badly at school today and had a cluster of “mild” seizures pretty close together. The seizure activity isn’t that unusual —he does have “absence” seizures which are moderately well controlled by meds. But the frequency and characteristics of the seizures this morning were different; usually he just stares and zones out. A few times this morning, he went rigid and trembled a moment or two then zoned out for a bit. I think it really upset one of the para’s; she totally adores Nik and hats to see him go through this. Me, too.
We saw Nik’s pediatrician this afternoon. There’s no sign of any fracture, thank God! She told us to watch Nik closely over the weekend in case there are any changes in seizures or his behavior. If so, it’s the long trek to the hospital (an hour) for CT scans or whatever else they decide he may need. I don’t think it will come to that, but I am not going to say I am not worried.
But you know, I am so sick and tired of worrying about my child every time I turn around; it’s depressing and exhausting. Frankly, it sucks. Yeah, I know, “Get over it, Niksmom; it comes with the territory.” Well, I wanna move sometimes, really! (She whines, stamping her foot for emphasis!)
I suppose the bright side to this is that school is looking much more closely at that one-on-one situation. Maybe now we can get support from the staff and put some pressure on the administration to come through? God that sounds so Pollyanna-ish but I really do need to stay focused on the positive or else I will just get sucked into this swirling vortex of bleakness and despair which hovers so closely over my heart on some days.
So, I’m afraid there’s no cute Nik story to share tonight…just Niksmom having her own personal anxiety-fest. It’s BYOB or whatever else you want. Misery loves company sometimes.