that being said, we are home. mostly by my choice. after a very long convo with another neuro doctor today, i asked that they unhook her from the e.e.g. and send us home with diastat ( a med used to stop seizures that aren't stopping on their own). there was a hesitation with, 'that medicine isn't recommended for children under two' to which i kindly replied, 'neither is the keppra she was on or the topamax that you just prescribed her because the keppra doesn't work.' we got the med. there's a lot more to this conversation, but hashing it all out on here would just make me flash white with rage again. and i'm attempting to drink tea and calm down.
i know i've mentioned this before, but it's not the hospital stays that wares me out. it's not the appointments. it's the fight. i'm so emotionally done tonight. and i am perplexed by the idea that one has to fight so hard for the recognition that their child is having seizures.
i also realize that my post last night was slightly incoherent. lack of sleep. white hot rage. typing on a kindle. the combination meant incoherency. but what it all boils down to is that shilo has been having seizure for over six months now, and they have never been under control. not even on meds. and while i repeated this over and over again to the neurologist, people in the e.r., and even showed videos, nobody listened. nobody listened until she had a cluster of seizures, exactly like i've been describing, and a doctor sees it, and then suddenly there is a recommendation to keep her on e.e.g. until it happens again so they can capture what her brain is doing.
i'm not going to go into the reason for the choices we have made to come home. but that's what we did. and tonight, we went as a family and enjoyed the local symphony orchestra on the local college campus. they play in the quad every year, everyone picnics. it's free, and it's a lot of fun. i thought sitting on a blanket eating popcorn and strawberries from our garden was a better use of my night than sitting in a hospital room with an overly exhausted mama and little.
|this is how i feel about home.|
|strawberries. sunbonnet. symphony.|
|all of us.|