The Happy Incident
Sometimes my mushy brain gets the best of me. Which is precisely what happened for Trevy's Speech Therapy this week! I booked it right smack in the middle of his nap time. So needless to say he wasn't very cooperative. Although he was groggy-happy to see Ms. Speech and all her toys.
And we just went ahead and slogged through the session.
Sleepies tend to bring on seizures. And at one point...Trevy did what he often does right before a cluster. He toddled over and plopped in my lap. Started smacking his lips. And picking at a toy. It's almost like he's sleep walking. A part of him is there enough to know where I am in time & space to find his way there. But another part is lost in seizure land. And his little eyes & face look vacant.
Now...I know these cues like the back of my hand. To me it's all unmistakable. The lips. The missing Trevy. All of it.
But the amazing (in that happy-heartbreaking sorta way) was that Ms. Speech NOTICED the cues too!
I haven't analyzed all the whys of it...but for some reason it's really important to me that others notice. I suppose it's because I hate the fact that something SO dramatic...can be SO easily missed? And I've hated the thought of Trevy being in a school...away from my obsessive eyes...and wondering how many times his little brain & body were bullied and attacked and nobody knew? It's really important to me that somebody (besides me) knows. And to me it was special that Ms. Speech did.
The Whats Stronger Than Annoying? Incident
It still feels weird for me. Being in public when Trevy has a cluster. I don't know...for me it just feels weird. Like the last time I was at the market...Trevy was sitting in the cart having a cluster...while the lady behind us in line chatted him up! It throws me for a loop that she didn't think his rhythmic jerking to the right wasn't normal?! But then again...
But there are some people that I DO feel should know a seizure when they see one.
For instance...in Music Class the other day.
An Early Intervention CASE MANAGER went to hand Trevor a tambourine just as his little body jerked to the right. Instead of a seizure...she saw a head shake of NO! And quickly mumbled something about him not having to take it if he didn't want it! I willed myself not to gather every single tambourine and bonk her on the head for missing a SEIZURE!
It was offensive to me that she not only missed the seizure...but gave Trevy credit for a skill that he has yet to conquer.
Soooooooo...if you're still reading at this point it's probably because you've had a similar experience. Or can relate in some way...
how did you handle it?
By bonking heads? Or being gracious? Or maybe you have a well crafted comment? I had a great one of those when complete strangers asked if I was nursing!