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| The Poem of the Soul Nightmare by Anne Francois Louis Janmet http://www.oceansbridge.com/oil-paintings/product/83731/thepoemofthesoulnightmare |
I woke up this morning from a dreadful dream with a heavy feeling deep down in my chest but as I glanced over at the quietly breathing sleeping Bean looking like a peaceful porcelain doll and the morning fog slowly settled in my head I realized that the images of her shaking little body, blue lips, horrific convulsions and that eerie expression on her face that I will not forget until I die were not part of a distressing dream but they were, in fact, memories of a late night nightmare experienced with eyes wide open, a bitter reality attested by the hastily open box of diazepam and the post-panic mess in the bedroom, the scene of Izzy's first grand mal seizure.
15 comments:
So sorry to read this, Erika. Bless you both.
Truly, sorry, it is the "dark night of the soul" in many ways. Blessings, light and positive energy your way..
Been there. Will remember the first until the day I die.
And I know that there is nothing to say.
Will keep you in our prayers, but don't get your hopes up, they have not done shit for us. Sending love.
So sorry to hear this. Having lived through a similar experience, I can tell you, it may fade, but you will always remember.
Good thoughts going out to you and your angel girl.
Lisa
So sorry to hear it, it's truly awful. Thinking of you all. I still vividly remember Snail's first, too. :(
Sorry...and hugs.
I have nothing more to add other than complete and utter empathy.
i wish it didn't happen and it was just a nightmare. i am praying for you all.
((hugs))
I am so sorry to read this, Erika, and I truly wish I could turn this frightening and horrible experience into just a nightmare. :-(
Sending you love and hugs
Beate
:/ lots of hugs
Thank you guys for the love and support. I guess, you never forget the first...
You know what? I've returned to read these comments and realize that I completely DO NOT remember Sophie's first seizure. I remember EVERYTHING ordinarily, but I don't know if there have been so many that I just don't remember the first or if I've totally forgotten because it's been so many years. My point is this: I hope you remember this always as a nightmare that happened only once.
Feel for you so much. It's such an awful experience and I remember it well. Still suffer through each one but am far more desensitized.
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