Showing posts with label Epilepsy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Epilepsy. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

In honor of Global Epilepsy Awareness Day

Living with epilepsy, a mother's view.

Epilepsy is:

  • Hesitating to let your child go out to play, for fear of a head injury either causing or sustained by a seizure.
  • Waking up in the middle of the night to check on your child, multiple times a night, because her seizures often occur when she's asleep.
  • Always having an inkling of fear when she's at school, wondering if the teachers and nurses would actually do the correct thing in the event of a seizure, or if they'd end up injuring her instead.
  • Having to say "No" to sleepovers, including summer camp and birthdays of friends due to needing to send meds, and fear of embarrassment on her part because during seizures she wets the bed. 
  • Having to say "No" to sleepovers hosted here, due to fear of embarrassment on her part because during seizures she wets the bed.
  • Monitoring every single thing eaten, because certain ingredients are typically seizure triggers. Aspartame and Splenda specifically.
  • Disgusting-tasting meds that make her gag, twice a day, every day. 
  • Not KNOWING all of your child's seizure triggers, making things like long car rides akin to rolling dice.
  • Watching your child be confused and frightened after a seizure, sometimes for hours, sometimes for more than a day.
  • Knowing every day that that is the day your child could die, because every seizure has the potential to be fatal.
Epilepsy is not:
  • Your child being possessed.
  • Your child acting out or misbehaving. 
  • A failure on your part.
  • Something you can prevent.
  • Something you can protect against.
  • Something you, or anyone else, can cure.

THAT is Epilepsy.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Through the looking glass

I wish the world could see my children through my eyes. I also wish that I would remember I feel this way when I'm frustrated or tired.

I posted that on my facebook this morning, and I found myself repeating it over and over like a mantra alll afternoon.



What to do when a child's behavior is off and completely out of control, and out of THEIR control?  How to hold one's tongue and exasperation whilst said child bounds across furniture in a fervor of frenetic energy she has no idea how to control?


This is the medication rollercoaster that I spoke briefly of last post.


So what to do?  How do I help her cope?  How do *I* cope?  There is no warning label that states that I may become frazzled and frustrated with directions on how to reverse the reaction.  There are no wiki-how's on curbing my tongue or her behavior.


Here's what's worked for us so far:  Cuddling.


Lots of cuddling.  When she looks like she's going to shake out of her skin, we sit down for a hug.  When I'm in tears over burning dinner and shouting at her to get off the back of the couch, we sit down for a hug.


Talking it out.  Kinder major is extremely sensitive and understands that some of this is out of her control.  It's therapeutic for her to hear my words when I say that  I understand that she can't help it sometimes.


Space.  Sometimes we just need to walk away from eachother.


At the end of the day, though, we cuddle under the blankets and I do whatever I must between snack and story to make my beautiful children laugh, and I remember why I want the world to see them as I do.  They're brilliant, funny, beautiful little beings.


I'm so blessed to be their mommy.