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Kenny

Kenny had a second seizure tonight.
After three months, I thought we were home free.
Thought the first one was a fluke.
Sigh.
This one was not as long. Only a few minutes.
And when he woke up, which took about 15 minutes, he was quite himself, not out of his mind like he was last time.
We transported him to the hospital in the Suburban with the ambulance following right behind us, just in case.
They gave him ativan and started him on keppra.
We'll see his doc this week and schedule an appointment with a neurologist...the closest one is in the Tricities, and they're booked out over two months.
Pray for Kenny.
Pray for me.
He's sleeping peacefully now.
Wish I could.

Love, Shelley

PS. Please pray for a local family. One son was a classmate of Kate's. He died on April 1. Then his father died April 2. According to coworkers at WWCC, both deaths were suicides, and this is what Kate was told at school as well, but there hasn't been any "official" confirmation of that. The mom worked with us for a number of years and the older sister is a classmate of Kenny's. There's another brother who is a freshman this year. My heart breaks for them. I cannot fathom what that family must be going through. Services are tomorrow. I hope that they feel the arms of this community around them and that God will hold them in the palm of His mighty hand.

Somehow, seizures seem like small potatoes now.

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  1. I am so sorry to hear that Kenny had another seizure. I hope they can find the cause of these seizures and begin to control them. I am sorry the nearest nerologist is in tri cities and he is so booked out. I will pray for Kenny and for your "mother's heart." It must be so scarry to watch. It isn't insignificant Shell it's your baby. Take care of him.

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  2. This mother's heart feels your pain. I am praying for your Kenny and for peace for you, his mom.

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  3. I'm so sorry Chelle. SO sorry. You would think that all you've been through with Dave would give you a 'pass' for yourself and the kids. *sigh*

    Lots of hugs and prayers.

    Lots of prayers for the family you mentioned as well. Totally unfathomable. =(

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  4. Oh my! I'm so sorry to hear about Kenny...I pray that the doctors find an answer to this that both satifies you...that you feel comfortable with what they're telling you...and helps Kenny.

    I'm so sorry!

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  5. I just now read this. (Of course I knew about Kenny from FB, but not the rest of this news.) I really have no words. This just has to stop.

    --Patti

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  6. I couldn't find a way to connect with you - I am a complete stranger and actually was looking for a different blog when I came across yours. When I read your profile and saw that one of your "passions" is brain tumors I was a little interested, because I am a malignant brain tumor survivor and a Christian, hoping to offer some encouragement...I hope that all is well with you and your family.

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