Earthquakes and other tremors

Yesterday morning I was sitting right where I am now.
I was sipping my first cup of coffee in 6 days (thank you post op), enjoying its rich warmth.
The sun was shining.
My husband and daughter were en route to a track meet.
Jackson was enjoying his morning combo of cereals and Elmo on the couch.

Ah.  All is right in the world, right?

Then the earth shook.  Literally.
It was one of those low rumbling quakes that feels like there is more coming ……
but it didn’t.
When it started, I ran right to Jack and waited.
Jackson? Well.  He seemed pretty non plussed.

I sat there with him for a few moments.  And waited.   Then waited some more.
If you have ever experienced any type of earth quake, then you know it leaves you feeling…
Vulnerable.

A few deeps breaths, the realization that THAT was it.

And then back to our regularly scheduled day.

Clay and Darrah?  They didn’t even feel it.  Other friends on Facebook? A few random posts here and there.
In the great grand grand scheme of things, it wasn’t that big of a deal.
Just one of Mother Earth shakers, relieving some deep seated tension.

The rest of our day progressed nicely, if not lazily.

Nicely till the evening, that is.

Early evening Jack started getting moody.  Cranky. He was making demands.  He was throwing things.  He was trying to bang his head.
He was not using his words.  He was frustrated (WE were frustrated) .  Nothing seemed to placate him.

Finally, we urged him to start his night time routine a bit early
(in the chair with Daddy under his favorite blanket)

So, allright. *deep breath*  He settles in a bit.  He was tired, we reasoned.  Big day walking around his sisters track meet.

Then, we see it.
If you don’t know what to look for, you might just think he was thinking about something he liked.
He smiled.
A big, crooked grin.
Or, as we in the epilepsy biz call it : the ictal smile.

It didn’t last too long.  It also included a few head nods, a blank look.
But 5 seconds can seem like 5 minutes when you are waiting it out.

It passed.  His body relaxed.  He snuggled in to Clay.
Clay asked: “Hey, buddy, did you have a seizure?”
Jackson replied, “seizure”.

We sat there with him for a few moments.  And waited.   Then waited some more.
If you have ever experienced any type of seizure, then you know it leaves you feeling…
Vulnerable.

A few deeps breaths, the realization that THAT was it.

Jackson’s mood returned to normal.  He was not wore out like other seizures.
He played with his sheep, he laughed.  He asked for things.

And then back to our regularly scheduled night.

In the great grand grand scheme of things, it wasn’t that big of a deal.
Just one of Jack’s  smaller quakes, possibly relieving some deep seated tension.

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