I could have wagered that
February 3rd, 2010
Three nights in a row I’ve sat up waiting for Devon to sieze and three nights he has. This evening I was so tired and almost fell asleep when I heard the familiar repetitive pattern of noise coming from his room and actually got there before it fully kicked in. It was a bad one.
God knows I hate those things. We get new meds tomorrow. Hopefully he won’t have one during the day. Hopefully he won’t have another one tonight.
Posted in Dear Devon