Interesting Times

Today's Ten on Tuesday is ten places that make me happy. Ordinarily I'd have no trouble with this one, but today my happy place has a padlock on the door and a large sign: NO ADMITTANCE.

Since Taz's brain tumor almost twelve years ago, he's had seizures fairly regularly. Most of them have been short, well under a minute (even a few seconds is quite a long time to watch your kid have a seizure, but nothing to alarm a neurologist); one or two have been as long as two minutes. Most of them involve rapid eye movement and facial twitching; some also include jerking movements in some or all extremities.

Three weeks ago Taz had a clean MRI, which is an excellent thing. Since then, however, he's been having seizures of unusual length and with symptoms we haven't seen before. Two weeks ago he had a 14-minute one, and yesterday he had a 20-minute episode that his neurologist believes to have been a seizure even though the presentation was quite different from his typical ones: he went very pale and limp and nonverbal, although he didn't pass out. Earlier this afternoon he had a much shorter one, less than two minutes, which we would ordinarily take in stride except that during it one eye, and only one, rolled back in his head.

His neurologist ordered a blood level on his anticonvulsant, which we will have taken tomorrow morning. Meanwhile I am lying on the bottom of the ocean twitching, a nervous wreck. About all that can be said here is that the worst-case scenario has already been ruled out, but not knowing what we're dealing with is driving me mad. Please send yarn chocolate — on second thought, I have plenty of both of those, they don't seem to be helping — mojo and good thoughts.