(THEN and NOW for Chapter 21: The Painful Appointment/Past Time for a Change)
Being proactive takes confidence. I had none at this point. I did not have a clue what to do.
But I did know what not to do, which is what we had been doing. We were poisoning Rose to try to stop her seizures. She was disappearing and they were still with us.
I remember the slaw and the spork. I remember Rose’s pale face and shaky hands. The day was painful, the appointment was excruciating.
I still had a tiny spark of fire deep inside my watered down and drowning mama-self. That spark flamed up as I watched Rose struggle to sit up and put food in her mouth. Something had to change. I had to do something.
It does not matter whether the fire lit was fear or love. What mattered was that it…
We had felt good about the first neurologist in the beginning. The doctor was observant and thoughtful. We had previously left each of our appointments with several written plans of action in case the first option did not bring the results we hoped for. If plan ‘A’ did not work, we also had plans ‘B’ and ‘C’ if needed. Now we felt like Rose was part of a chaotic experiment without planned strategies or goals. Rose had a long and strong seizure the day before this appointment. She slept on the way to the doctor’s office and wouldn’t hold her head up during the visit. The doctor seemed not to notice Rose’s lethargic condition. Instead I was scolded for the numerous calls I had made to the nurses. The doctor mentioned wanting another EEG(electroencephalogram) and mentioned the possibility of VNS(vagus nerve stimulator) placement. We…
2 In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. 2 (This was the first census that took place while[a] Quirinius was governor of Syria.) 3 And everyone went to their own town to register.
4 So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. 5 He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. 6 While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, 7 and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.
How far is it to Bethlehem? Not very far. Shall we find the stable room Lit by a star?
Can we see the little Child? Is He within? If we lift the wooden latch May we go in?
May we stroke the creatures there Ox, ass, or sheep? May we peep like them and see Jesus asleep?
If we touch His tiny hand Will He awake? Will He know we’ve come so far Just for His sake?
Great kings have precious gifts And we have naught Little smiles and little tears Are all we brought.
For all weary children Mary must weep Here, on His bed of straw Sleep, children, sleep.
God in His mother’s arms Babes in the byre Sleep, as they sleep who find Their heart’s desire.