No matter how much thanks you give for a good fortune, it sometimes only lasts so long. It seems that we are now joining the ranks of the more seasoned epilepsy families. Today was yet another seizure day for Oliver. His 6th in the last 2 months. It was mild but long. Just like on Christmas Eve, he seemed to be under a spell, watching an aura, feeling something strange but almost pleasurable. Like maybe that feeling of losing your stomach when you go over a whoop-de-doo on a hilly road. Or maybe it's more like watching the wonder of the world unfold on magic mushrooms. Maybe he's meeting the Buddha. Who knows, man...
We have been in and out of a many hospitals in the five years since Oliver‘s birth and each of them has had attributes that I have very much appreciated. But I have to say, our new medical home, Seattle Children’s, has it all. Friendly staff greet you when you call to schedule appointments. They... Continue Reading →
As much as I hone my writing skills, I don’t believe I will ever be able to fully capture in words, the beautiful tragedy of the medically complex life. Most outsiders would see only the suffering and the limitations. But what is missing from that perspective, is the striking beauty and unique opportunities that stand... Continue Reading →
To everyone who suddenly feels like the world is one giant infectious monster, to those holding their breath as they pass oncoming humans on the sidewalk, to the people cancelling plane tickets, locking themselves indoors and clutching the Lysol wipes as if they were the only hope, welcome to our daily life… the tribulations of... Continue Reading →