sometimes you have to give up what you want, to get what you want..

Yes sometimes you have to give up what you think you want to get what you want. Profound? Well the last few days have taught me that.

Been keeping well on the 12wbt following suit and I wasn't planning on too many hurdles. On Friday night went to bed early because with all the exercise and good nutrition I am sleeping so very well. MrMolly picked up Mr13 from Armycadets and later came into our bed and went to sleep. Miss7 (CodependentMiss7) was also in bed. I was in a deep deep sleep and my dream was very vivid and happy but suddenly turned dark and violent. That when I realised that Mrmolly was having a seizure. I jumped out of bed and dragged Miss7 out of the way and turned on the light. By this stage, the tonic clonic seizure has tossed MrMolly off the bed and onto the floor. His head broke the head board. He slumped into final stage of seizure and I put Miss7 (still sleeping thankfully) into her own bed and got some towels and a cold we flannel.

There was blood every where as MrMolly had bit his tongue rather bad and he had a massive lump (googie-egg) on his head from where he hit his head. Thankfully there were no bodily explusions. (Epileptic seizures can be messy to clean up).

As he started coming to, my biggest challenge is to keep him stable - not moving around or attempting to walk down stairs. I managed to wrangle him until a stage whereby his cognitive function was back to normal.

When someone has a big seizure its almost like a computer shitting itself, and then slowly rebooting and coming back on line. For MrMolly this takes about 12-25 mins. After that he is fine. He went to back to bed and still shaken i sat up and watched Footloose as I couldn't sleep.

He has to see his neuro tomorrow and clearly can not drive until he gets clearance. I means I have to be a grownup and postpone my girls trip to the Philippines with my best friend in 5 weeks. At the very best option his neuro may sign him off to drive in 4 weeks, but its likely to be 13 -26 weeks. I couldn't hop on a plane and leave him and the kids and no means of transport and go have cocktails (as much as i could do with a break).

Even though I am disappointed, I am not gutted. Qantas will let me keep my points and reschedule, Best friend understands. At the end of the day I am so very grateful his seizure happened in bed and not in the car with Mr13.