Mondays

Mondays are vocabulary day and begin new thing day here in the Shelly school of hard knocks and today is no different. We started a writing assignment last week following a pattern of three point concepts. Devon has already written two such papers and next to him is the recipe on how to get it done. He has a total disdain for writing though so for the first 30 minutes he sat there pouting. He...
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I could have wagered that

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....
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I’m no nurse, but I play one on the farm.

For the umpteenth time this year, I made my way to the vets office to get a cat looked at. Punkin, the neighbor’s cat that I adopted after they died, has a one inch circular whole in his side that looked like was getting gangrene. I had started giving him antibiotics about 3 days ago, and it just looked worse to me. As it turns out, it is getting better, but that skin is going to slough off...
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Adventures of Devon

Had to drive into Fort Worth today for a 3 month check up with the neurologist. Good thing too because Devon has had five siezures since July 28. He had one last night. I began to wonder if maybe the Depakote was bad or something but the doctor assured me that it was most likely Devon’s body had just become accustomed to it, or that he had grown enough to need a higher dosage. As it turned...
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