Trying Times

Lately I feel like I'm on high alert mode all of the time. I had a talk with myself this morning just to remind me that I can't change the outcome of anything that's happening. I can do my best to cover all bases, but in the end I have no real control.

Daniel's teacher and nurse called me at work the other day to report that he had a staring seizure. I gave him extra Topamax and watched him, but everything seemed fine. Then the bus driver told his sister at drop off that he had a "small seizure" and she brought him out of it.

I'm doubtful that these are true seizures. Now, I know that the staring petit mal types can be very brief, but he seems to be responsive during these episodes. He tends to space out from time to time, but he always looks at me when I say his name. I don't want to overmedicate if it's not true seizure activity. Looks like it might be time for another EEG.

Rich has nine more radiation and two more chemotherapy treatments to go. He's not feeling especially optimistic about things, and that has me worried, too.

In the end, I can pray, I can take deep breaths, and make sure both guys get to their appointments and take their medications. I can be watchful and responsible for what I see and that's all.

As my father-in-law used to say, these are interesting times. Personally, I'm ready for a little boredom.