Look Who's Back!

I think she mightbe feeling
better!


After lots of petty ridiculousness we finally managed to come up with a plan of action. Her neurologist felt that all Mog's recent symptoms could be explained as side effects from her newest anti-epileptic drug. So, on Friday, we halved it and added in one of her older drugs - Vigabatrin.

On Saturday morning Mog slept for 3 hours. A calm, peaceful sleep, no harsh breathing, no spasms or seizures and not as a result of painkillers or sedatives. And in the afternoon, she opened her eyes. And in the evening and overnight she screamed mightily and refused to settle and was generally all round horrible, but perhaps we won't focus on that bit.

On Sunday morning Mog slept again. And woke up, and spent the afternoon quietly grinning. And the evening and overnight being way beyond awful, and was banished to the playroom with Alice in Wonderland playing on a loop in the wee small hours, but perhaps we won't talk about that much either.

And this morning Mog slept for an hour. And then she woke up enough to stick her feet out as I pushed her round the corner, and then to kick her blanket off when we went into town.

And this afternoon she has decided to start taking an interest in life again. Eyes wide open, gentle shouts, and real communication once more - big tongue out yes when we ask if she's feeling better, big scowl when I explain what we think was happening.

Things aren't perfect, she's still needing a fair bit of suction, she's shooting dribble despite her anti-dribble drugs, her breathing when awake is still quite harsh. But she's back, she's here, she's aware of her surroundings again. The rest may come back when we discontinue the new med altogether. But whether it does or not, right now, I don't mind. She's back, and this makes me very happy.

Tia