Saturday, 2 February 2013
Keeping a diary. (A very small one.)
So I'm keeping a diary, and not in a good way. I'm taking everyone's advice to record every detail of the (query?) seizures Amy started having two weeks ago. There have been a few episodes now, and they seem more horrible each time. This morning her face kept seizing up - I didn't even know that could happen. It scares the bejesus out of me.
She's scheduled to have an EEG this coming week. (A test to measure and record the electrical activity of the neurons in the brain.) We hope it might offer some clue about what's going on when she has these episodes. Although maybe it won't, if nothing unusual is occurring at the point when the EEG takes place.
I'm writing it all down in a notebook that I can't quite bring myself to call a seizure diary. I selected the smallest possible notebook for the purpose, telling myself that there wouldn't be all that much to record and it'd be handier to carry around than something more bulky. It's filling up. Sometimes denial comes in strange guises.