I saw this quote in a bathroom stall once, and it made me chuckle even though I’m so not a drug user of any kind. Okay, I like my coffee on occasion, and I admit to craving beer and rum during this pregnancy (to which I say, “WTF?” because I don’t even like beer). But somehow I doubt that’s what Lily Tomlin had in mind when she said this.
Reality these days is that Jade has to take a whole lotta drugs multiple times a day, and today was her first day on Clonazepam. The day did not start off well.
I got up at 4:30 when she gasped a couple of times, but fortunately it didn’t turn into a full-blown seizure. Still, I decided it would be better to bring her into bed with us, so we witnessed her little seizures at 6:16, 7:00, and 7:20, making for a fitful night. While I was getting her diaper changed in the morning she went into a full tonic clonic seizure that lasted two and a half minutes and caused her to pee all over me. I bawled as I rocked her for the 10 or 15 minutes it took for her to recover. I told her she wasn’t allowed to have another bad seizure day. Then we went upstairs to have breakfast and I gave her the sedative. I had decided to stay home with her, since we had no idea how she would react to the new drug, and I didn’t feel comfortable putting that responsibility on the daycare.
I didn’t witness a single seizure all day.
It’s too early to tell if this is really how the drug is going to work, or if this just happened to be a good day. There are still a number of potential side effects and longer-term effects to think about. But, damn, we needed to have a good day.
Thank. God.
