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It's always fun stumbling onto nifty things.



Like SeizureTracker...



an on-line tool created to help parents living with epilepsy stay organized with their child's medications, too many to count doctors appointments & seizure activity. The kinesthetic in me went wild over the colorful graphs! And LOVE that the info is all stored on-line...allowing you to provide Dr. Neuro the opportunity to follow your child's progress alongside you.



I give it two thumbs up...



...for whatever that's worth!

::grin::

Comments

Anonymous said…
Oh my goodness!!! I have been thinking that I needed something like this since our life changed in July 2007. Thank you!!!

We've been seizure free for months now, so I'm hoping that I really won't have to use this, but it's nice to keep track of doctor appointments and medications.

I read every post you make and hope your little one is doing ok and getting better.
JSmith5780 said…
I'm sorry you didn't already know about this. Did you find it from the link on my blog??

I, unfortunately, found the site a few days before Austin's last seizure in November. I will hope this doesn't happen to you or Andi!
Danielle said…
Andi - I loved it too! Even though we're SF...it's a great tool. Thank you for following our story...it really means a lot. And I needed that pick me up today! How is your little one doing? :O)

Jen - I couldn't remember where I found it...but now that you mention it...I'm pretty sure it was from your site! I'm such a theif. :O) What a great tool! Love it!

...danielle
Molli Salzman said…
I love your blog, it gives me so much hope for Charlie. I pray Trevor stays SF, Charlie has not had a seizure since April 4th and is being weaned off ACTH now.
Take care,
Molli
Danielle said…
Thanks Molli!

I've been following Charlie's story on Broc's forum. It's resonated with me...because our journies are so similiar.

Praying for your little monkey man too!

(((hugs)))

...danielle

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