|1 year ago :: May 26, 2012 - 9:35AM #1|
My foster son has seizures and this last week the Doc put 24 electros with wires on his head to study them. The study started Tuesday afternoon and he had to keep them there until Friday. Every day we drove the 50 miles and back to Salt Lake so they could read the computer and check the batteries.
Well he wouldn’t have a seizure,… he always has seizures! He has small trimmers every day several times a day and then big ones at least once or twice a week but this week noooo way. He had just a few slight ones but not the major one we needed.
So on the last day just as we were getting ready to leave I looked upward and said I know this is odd but Chris needs to have a seizure Amen.
Couldn’t have been five minutes later and he started kickin and shakin.
Wise men still seek him.