I have been very selfish this past two weeks. I have not really done much in way of trying to diagnose, research or “fix” Owen during these weeks. I really think I have needed this time to heal, observe, reconsider… and more importantly, rest.
I have not observed much here at home, in way of Owen’s seizures, or any other symptoms really. He has held his own as far as any declines and seems to be feeling pretty normal. I have enforced his gluten free, casein free, diet more than I have been in the recent past, I fear his digestive yeast may be back. This was not a difficult thing to do, particularly since he returned home from the Agricultural Fair at school declaring he is now a vegetarian and will not eat any meat other than bacon or a hamburger. 🙂
He has had a few angry episodes these two weeks, but until this morning he really hasn’t had any full blown rages. This morning he woke up with dilated eyes, red cheeks, growling and drooling. He was NOT going to school, or so he thought. I had to force him out the door, Marissa drove us to the school with me holding him from trying to jump out the car door. Quite a rage.
I hate, hate, HATE making him go to school on mornings like this! For one, I feel it’s counter productive, I mean really… I am only punishing his sweet teacher. But, I also am usually ready to pass him off to someone more calm and “in control” by the time we actually get there. I am in tears, exhausted, usually physically hurting by this time, so the relief is usually welcome.
Hope for Owen 