Most of us will face a traumatic experience at least once in our lives. Where we feel we can no longer keep going. Where every day seems like it is a fight just to get through. We wish our days away hoping for an answer. Am I on the right path? Am I strong enough to make it? How will I keep going? We have been in that very same position with Livy a number of times. For years, we didn’t know how we could function in a normal capacity ever again. We were angry. We were heartbroken. We were devastated, confused and lost all at the same time. And most of all, we were so sad for Livy and all she went through.
Our last major hospital stay due to uncontrolled seizures was in April of 2010. It had been a year since Livy’s hemispherectomy operation. We were gradually starting to see her seizures get worse. We asked ourselves, “What are we going to do this time? She can’t have any more surgeries?” Allison called me from the pediatrician’s office since we always follow protocol to make sure nothing else is going on. Shortly after the doctor assessed her, he said, “Get her to the hospital, now!” and off we went.