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I’ve been on this epilepsy journey with my son for more than ten years. Ten years of seizures, medications, side effects, appointments, therapies, surgeries, sleepless nights, and the fear and instability that come with having uncontrolled seizures.

After ten years of anything, most people assume you’d eventually get used to it. Like living next to a railroad track ...

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The D Word

At a recent appointment, my son brought up the topic of driving. Even though we had talked about how he wouldn’t be able to get a license while he was still having seizures, I knew that, once he turned 16, we would have to revisit the conversation.

I remember getting my driver’s license shortly after my 16th birthday. I had been working since I was 14 and saved up e...

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There’s a theme in my last few posts. Survival.

Survival is the most primitive, instinctive reaction. It’s the “keep myself safe” and “keep this child alive” mode. It’s adrenaline, reflex, and emergency decision-making. No long-term view. No nuance. It’s the hospital room at 3 AM when you’re just trying to make it to the next hour.

Survival is the bod...

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Every year, my son has a birthday that I didn’t think I’d get.

Since the age of five, he’s never gone more than a day or two without a seizure. There were times when he wouldn’t go an hour without one. And there were times when he was in status, and he wouldn’t stop seizing at all.

The first few years were especially scary. We would spend weeks admitted to...

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I was never taught about money.

To be fair, we didn’t really have any growing up.

My first exposure to it was when I was around seven years old. We lived in a row of apartments, and an elderly lady at the end of our block would occasionally open up a roll of coins, usually pennies or nickles, and toss them into the air and watch the neighborhood kids scram...

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