There's only one reason to be up at my house at 4:23am. It's because we had to call 911. Otherwise my body would be in deep sleep right about now! Eric had another seizure tonight--his fourth in the last 2 months or so. It's just so hard to manage blood sugar while you are getting peritoneal dialysis because the liquid going into you all night is full of sugar.
I was supposed to be at the AAI Family Gathering at Warm Beach right now. Eric and the kids were supposed to have been spending the weekend alone. There's every liklihood that Eric wouldn't have had a seizure if I weren't around, because he knows when I'm here he can try to battle high blood sugar more agressively. Even if i wan't hear, Taevy would have been in the bed with him. She would have known and she would have called 911, then Grandma G, then our neighbor Carolyn. We've practiced I know she would do well. But still. The what if is a bugger. The what if can eat away at you. Let me just say that as much as I had hoped to be with friends and adoptive families this weekend, Im glad I was home. I want them to be innocent a bit longer. Not quiet yet for them to see their daddy in a seizure.