His eyes looked up at me. They were sightless. Nothing registered. I spoke to him gently and reassuringly as he was coming out of this awful seizure. There was no response. For several days now, he has been subject to multiple seizures every day, and they are taking their toll on him. After a few minutes, his eyes look into mine once again. He says, “I do not know you”, and my heart breaks.
Memory loss has been increasing recently after these attacks. He has always struggled to reboot his short-term memory. What day is it? What was he doing? Where is he? After a few minutes, his memories would return to a degree, at least.
It took a few minutes, but then he started talking to me as if nothing had happened. I could sense that my presence was as reassuring to him as always, and we sat together until he fully recovered.
Medics tell me that his condition will not get worse. The reality is that which is before me. His epilepsy, autism, and other conditions he suffers from may not ‘technically’ be getting worse, but the toll they are taking on his body and his mind certainly is. Day by day, I am seeing changes in our son that worry me and hurt me, and there seem to be no reassuring answers other than those from prayer.
I truly wish there was more that the medical community could do for Marc.
You are very kind Nora, thank you so much 🙂