Four Months

You know what I realized today?  Lincoln has never not been handipcapped.  Therefore, he probably doesn't have the drive that I so badly want him to have because, perhaps, just maybe, he believes that this is the way life is always supposed to be for him.  What do you think?  He's never had a period in his life without therapists.  So, while rehab has been grueling for him and, and his independence is much more limited than in the past, he probably feels like like this is the card he's been dealt, and he'll always be handicapped.  It probably doesn't occur to him that life can be different.  I don't know.....just thinking...

Four months without a seizure.   Lincoln knows it, and of course Andy and I are always silently counting the months.  We did have a few minor scares that involved waking from a nap in the car and either vomiting or coming close.  Unfortunately he vomited while riding in his friend's car.  After learning the details and seeing how closely they matched two earlier episodes, we became very worried.  Andy gave him the stress dose of steroids and we were in contact (right away) with our neurologist and pediatrician (did I mention how much we love these people?).  In short, we've all decided that we're not going to "call" them seizures.  If we don't give them a name then they can't be real right?  Or something like that..?  Oddly, this did calm us down a bit.  We can't go down that road.  So, hooray!  It's been four months without a seizure!