The last few days have been quite an adventure. My oldest son has focal epilepsy and has been having a few unexplained episodes over the last few months. So Monday evening I took him to the ER. Well an ER visit turned into a multiple day hospital stay. Sam is being monitored via video and EEG in order to determine what is going on. Last night they had him stop taking his Topamax and tonight they stopped his Depakote. We are hoping for some answers in the morning. My little, well not so little anymore, boy is being such a trooper. He is being strong but is more than ready to be home.
If you are a parent you can relate to that feeling of helplessness when your child is ill. We all hate that feeling! Sam is at that age where he wants to be that strong big kid but still wants his mom nearby. Today my heart was crushed for him when the doctor told him he had to stay again tonight so they could watch him without his Depakote. Poor thing was in tears. He has been planning his birthday party for over a month and it was suppose to be tomorrow. I just couldn’t get him to understand that a party can be moved. His health needs to come first. I try to remember what it was like as a almost 12 year old and I have complete sympathy for him, but I am battling with my mommy side that wants to do what is necessary to help him feel better.
Being a parent can definitely be a challenging job when it comes to balancing between being the parent and being sympathetic to their feelings. Sam is an amazing boy and I am so proud of who he is.
If you can spare a couple seconds tonight would you please take a minute to say a little prayer (if that is your thing) for Sam and that the doctors can figure out what is going on so my baby can go home.