My little boy has taught me so much more about this life we live and what it takes to live it at its fullest. He can smile and take reprieve even in the worst of moments to giggle and remind me that things are going to be okay. Life is good... even when there are tiny little heart breaks along the way.
He proved this once again this past Monday as we were rushing him to the ER via his First Ambulance ride. In the midst of the crazy and screaming from being strapped down this little dude stops in the middle of it to smile and revel in the fact that he is IN the thing whose sirens make him stop and go "ooooOOOooo". Even the sweet EMT laughed but really, kid?
Abram was admitted in the Children's Hospital Monday night after he had what we can only assume was a seizure. He's already been having the staring spells/absence seizures for over a year now but we'b been unable to catch them on the Sleep Deprived EEG as well as a three-day-long Video EEG he had last December, in which they caught seizure activity but not enough to warrant medication.
This time around we were released from the hospital less than 48 hours later because he'd had no other episodes. Luckily a friend of mine suggested an Ambulatory EEG and our Neurologist agreed that would be for the best interest for Abram as well, particularly because of the time of year and amount of yuck that is going around. (I almost died when they came and asked if I had any Ebola-like symptoms!)
Yesterday, Mr. Abe had business as usual. I think he was so excited to be out of the hospital and going to Therapy was like a piece of cake! His dad even got to attend to see him eat eggs and actually touch pudding for the first time ever without a meltdown at Speech. He did great with his Occupational Therapist even though she was not his regular OT and then he kicked butt at Physical Therapy too and was walking back and forth WITHOUT his walker for her multiple times!
However, his excitement waned when he realized he had to go see his Orthotist and start wearing SMOs on his feet again. His ankles are really rolling in and his feet are pointing out (it's a Hypotonia thing) so he's back in SMOs and some sweet new kicks that I wish came in my size. Alas, I don't think he likes them as much because the 1" rise that allows for a deeper shoe makes him really stumble and hit his heels together. I'm hoping that he'll get used to them or we'll be needing new shoes again. He grew like a weed this summer and went up an entire shoe size! Not to mention, he went from not being able to see out our front door at all to being able to stand nearly a head above it! He's still small for his age but damn it, he's growing!
On Monday, we go back to the Hospital to put on the EEG probes. That is the worst part of it! Especially since Abram has some major sensory issues and his biggest triggers are smells and having his head touched. So, he ended up tied down to a board and swaddled but he still manages to pry himself loose. He's so strong when he's made I find it hard to keep him pinned down and I HATE having to do that to him. It makes me feel so terrible even when I know it's for the greater good.
Just seeing your baby suffer in general is the worst thing ever. Luckily, I have met some amazing people thanks to Abram. He has introduced me to a completely different world and he has helped me learn to live in the moment and to enjoy the wonder of all the little things. Like giggles in Ambulances.