June 17
They’re repeating the EEG today, hoping to catch him during one of his episodes . It’s ironic to say but I'm almost hoping they find seizure activity. Maybe then they can at least begin to try to treat him instead of guessing and observing. Everything is a process of elimination right now and the only answer we keep getting is that it's up to him and how his brain can rewire itself. We won’t get results till tomorrow or even Monday though... Mentally it's such a rollercoaster. I try to stay positive but it's getting progressively harder. My dad went back home yesterday, Wyatt hasn’t improved his breathing and I have a hard time being patient with my other boys even though I know they're being really good. It's hard to simply look at people sometimes, much less talk to them. I get angry at people now who try to point out the positives about Wyatt because no one seems to even want to talk about the reality and the what if he doesn’t improve further. I even have a hard time looking at Wyatt sometimes or holding him because I'm scared it might be the last time I see him. A chaplain came by yesterday when I was holding Wyatt and had my 9yr old with me. It took everything out of me not to tell him where to put his comments. It's definitely getting to me that there aren’t going to be any breaks, physically or mentally, with three boys at home and one very sick little man in the hospital. Pumping every three hours during the day is almost impossible too so I worry about that. At night I have been so exhausted, I have not been able to get up and pump. Can I just run away please and find an off switch for my brain?
Wyatt on Daddy's comfy chest - finally |
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