Damn

Autumn had another seizure. We were doing so well too. 56 1/2 days with no seizure. It's such a disappointment. At least it wasn't a big Tonic Clonic. I'm not really sure what you'd call it. She was fine, laughing and joking with me, felt fine all day. I left the room for a whole 7 minutes to go put my peas in the microwave for dinner and have the boys set the table. I send Owen in to go tell her dinner is on the table and I hear him holler at her like she's deaf "AUTUMN! GET UP. DINNER IS READY." She comes in sits down and she's in tears and tells me her stomach hurts...so I'm like then don't eat (I don't think she was just trying to get out of eating because we were having a dinner she liked...it was all Schwan's food...short ribs, roasted baby potatoes, peas, and french baguette bread and Autumn NEVER misses a meal). But as I'm looking at her she's not really there, she's confused and groggy. I bolt around the table and are like "Did you have a seizure?!" "I don't know..." she whimpered. Owen then volunteers he found her laying on the floor @@. I walked her to my bed and laid her down and asked Owen how he found her...laying face down. I look in at my husband who's on the computer in the room between the kitchen and the living room, he had a full view of her and he says "I don't know. I didn't hear a thing or see anything." @@ Danny Joe says when he came down for dinner she was on the couch, he went back up for his cell phone and she was still on the couch. At least I know it wasn't long, but she was totally postictal and groggy and fell asleep instantly on my bed and she has a huge cut on her chin, like she landed on the remote, and a mildly scraped elbow and ankle. What the hell?! I called her neurologist who upped her nighttime dosage of Keppra.

When she got up she had a little dessert, didn't feel much like dinner. Which is just as well because naughty Greta hopped up after everyone else left the table and ate her meal. Bad Dog. Guilty Dog. She had a massive headache. I just put her to bed so I'll be checking on her all night.

I think she had a absence seizure shortly before, when we were watching TV joking on the couch I asked her if she ever counter her freckles, she laughed and said yeah...but I only got to 50 and then lost count. Then she was showing me how she counted got to 24 stopped looked off to the side for a few seconds and I said 25 and she says and points 25...like she never even paused.