The first few days after surgery were hard on all of us. We had hoped for Brennan to be in the "never to have another seizure again" camp, but that didn't work. Thursday was two seizures, but they were scary for us. Friday he had about 5 more seizures, but they were less severe. His oxygen levels stayed up, he didn't have his typical shaking, and he could remember who we were and his buzzword right after the seizures. We still weren't happy that he had any, and we were relieved that he was given a rescue medicine to stop the cluster from continuing. That worked for the rest of the day, last night, and so far today.
After the seizures stopped Brennan wanted out of bed. Alan was with him and they walked around the room a bit. When I got back later, there was some more walking. One of the doctors encouraged him to at least sit in a chair rather than in bed when he wasn't walking around. When I started to head out to see the girls for a bit a physical therapist came in and was getting ready to evaluate Brennan and see what help he might need to get him going even better and more steady.
This feels like the road to recovery (only better, right?). I don't want detours, but I don't always get my way.
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Next week is Halloween. Brennan will be his own version of Frankenstein:
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