Ellie had another seizure last night. She stopped breathing for a couple of beats. Which, as you can imagine, totally freaked me out. We had to give her several doses of her anti-seizure medications before we could get the seizure to stop. As all of this was occurring, I heard sirens screaming by as they raced down Washington Avenue. I had the strange thought of wishing we were at the point of calling an ambulance. Because when you are in the middle of witnessing a seizure a minute can seem like an hour. And HospiceCare is not 911, so they will not have any sirens blaring to get to us super fast. We have to get adjusted to not jumping in and doing doing doing right away. A more leisurely, less urgent pace. Right now she is resting and moaning. [caption id="attachment_3286" align="alignleft" width="300" caption="Ben started celebrating a long time ago!"]
[/caption]At the other end of the spectrum, Mr. energy himself, Ben has begun preparations for a holiday he is calling, "Everything Day." A holiday to celebrate all other holidays-dressing up (for the Halloween portion), a feast (in honor of Thanksgiving), a tree (for Christmas), Valentines (I think you can guess this one), and fireworks (4th of July). He even has a countdown going until the big day (Saturday). He is hopeful that the holiday will catch on and will be celebrated every weekend.
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