4/6/09

Miserable night last night. Lukas had a seizure at midnight, and it was a hard one. He bit the inside of his mouth again. Even after 2 doses, it was 45 minutes before he was really coherent. I hate this! I hate watching my baby go through this! It just sucks!

After 9 I'll call the neurologist and see what he wants to do. It's been less than a month since the last one, when he upped Lukas' medication.

This is been a really crappy year. It's no wonder I'm walking around crying all the time. Mom died 2 months ago, these seizures starting again, and tomorrow night I'm going to the memorial for a very dear friend who died of cancer.

Some people call religion a crutch. Well, if you had a broken leg, you'd use a crutch. Jehovah is my crutch, and my hope.