I was just now able to upload Ben's regatta win. We were so excited!
Now, on to the EEG. Two words: NO FUN. There is always humor in stressful situations. When the pager went off around 8:30 am, I was asleep in the chair. I was so disoriented that I almost fell down, and they asked me if I needed a wheelchair. Nice. We both woke at 3 am, so by the time the tech started mapping her head and attaching electrodes, she was hysterical. Listening to your child scream for 30 minutes straight and watching tears stream down her face is horrible. I feel so bad for those mothers out there who go through this weekly or see their child in pain constantly. I can't even fathom what they go through.
Once the electrodes were on and no one was touching her, she was awesome. Passed right out. Thank you God. If I had to go through it again, I would need a sedative. Of course, I was standing over the tech's shoulder the whole time asking if everything was normal. His response? "The doctor will give you the results, ma'am." I already knew the answer, but sometimes I can break people down enough to give me a "looks normal to me". No such luck. She has no signs of seizures, but the docs are just ruling everything out.
And then we went to breakfast and took long naps and all was better.
2 Corinthians 4:16-18:
“Therefore we do not lose heart.
Though outwardly we are wasting away,
yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.
For our light and momentary troubles
are achieving for us an eternal glory
that far outweighs them all.
So we fix our eyes not on what is seen,
but on what is unseen.
For what is seen is temporary,
but what is unseen is eternal.”