Josiah had a clinic appointment this morning to check on his progress. His therapists agreed that physically he seems to be back on track. Left Hand returns! He has had no seizure activity since the change in Keppra dosage. He had a big time talking with 'Dr. B" and loving on all the nurses he could reach.
Our only concern right now is the side effects he's experiencing. We expected him to be more tired than usual, but with this large increase has come some major mood swings. We're hoping his body will adjust in the next few weeks. The wonderful Dr. Broniscer said we could change medication if it begins to affect his daily activities. Until then, we are trying to be extra patient and understanding in disciplining. He's still Josiah-- no personality change-- but a more intense, aggressive version of himself.
Between being away from home last week and being separated from Josiah for a couple of days I think Allison knows things are a little off. She follows him like a little lamb (that occasionally has temper tantrums) around the house. She cried when I put him to bed two nights ago because she didn't want to leave his room. During his appointments today she kept asking, "Where Si-see??"
That in itself is an answer to a prayer from 2010. When I was pregnant with her I asked God constantly that she would get to know her brother and be old enough to remember him if he passed. That's what scared me most about his first seizures in May 2010. I was afraid she would never get to play with him or see his face. God has been good to her and she doesn't even know it yet. I suppose I could say the same thing about myself.
Today has been an emotionally intense day for several reasons. I think the shock is just finally washing over me from last week. I've teared up at least five times and the day's only half over!
Some things were happy-- two friends with clear scans! It's always exciting to not recognize a friend because they have hair :).
Somethings were just sobering. I saw a baby boy and his mom who reminded me so much of our first days of chemo. She was trying to get him to nap in clinic between appointments. Sometimes all those emotions come flooding back and it feels too familiar too quickly. That will be us again in the blink of an eye. I'm not even haunted by that idea any more. What control do I have over any of it? I am so thankful for three and a half years with Josiah! I know the Lord is changing us, our way of seeing His world, and our understanding of His Love among other things.
Pray for Josiah's body to metabolize his medicine in a way that will prevent seizures but produce minimal side effects.
Pray wisdom for Stephen and me as we struggle to treat Josiah in a fair and consistent manner when he needs correction. We aren't certain what part of his 'attitude' he's responsible for right now.
Also, today is my first day sans crutches and I haven't fallen so that's good. :)