I'm happy to report...so far today has been a better day. Trevor only woke three times last night...which is closer to normal. And he's been in a happy mood. We were even able to get a good Blood Pressure...with minimal fussies. I can finally breath again now that we gave him his first dose of Zonegran. I always hold my breath until the first dose of anything goes in...I'm crazy like that.
My sappy just swallowed me up yesterday. I'm reminded of quote from my college days:
Great expectations...lead to great disappointments
Subconsciously I expected that Trevor would respond more quickly this time. He didn't.
I expected that the spasms would mild-up immediately...like last time. They haven't. Although it's more of a mix. Some are milder. Some are very noticeable. But we did end the day with at least 30.
I expected my heart to be stronger this time. It isn't.
And all of my expectations culminated in a very melancholy day. But emotions are like tides. At least mine are. They ebb & flow. Pulse. Sometimes predictably. Sometimes not.
And today...the sad tide has subsided. And I'm okay...