Yesterday afternoon as we were driving to Town, Daughter had a seizure. With a digital clock in front of me, I timed things. It lasted 8 minutes, and then she was unconscious and unresponsive for another 12 minutes. I was headed to the local ER when she came around. She was fine while we went to the grocery store, and then, as we were headed home, she passed out. I called my co-youth group advisor and arranged to drop off the potatoes the kids were going to scrub for the potato supper and told her verbally what they needed to do for the prayer service they were to plan. Then I headed to the ER in City, having promised my sisters I would take her in if she had any more problems. She was unconscious for about 30 minutes, but came around as we got closer to the ER.
The ER was busy, and when we finally saw the doctor and he called Neuro, Neuro said he was coming in. By then Daughter had been in the ER seizure free for about 6 hours, the longest she had gone yesterday. So, Neuro and I had a discussion in the hall. These are epileptic seizures she's having, and he pointed out a number of reasons why. I agreed with him. He thinks they are attention seeking, I think they may be Pseudoseizures. As I pointed out to him, she certainly falls into the group that is most prone to them. We have told her quite firmly that she isn't going to have any more seizures. I'm going to follow up with Psychiatrist and Therapist. I brought her home last night, though he was willing to admit her. We went into his office today. The challenge is going to be convincing the workshop not to feed into these.
I have very mixed feelings about the whole situation. I can't say I'm surprised. It seems like the more I do to keep her safe from herself, the more creative she becomes in finding unhealthy ways to cope with stress. Since these are psychological, we decided I should take her back up on the cymbalta today, which I did. Neuro noticed she'd left her bracelets (ID and fall risk) from the hospital on, and told me to make sure I got rid of them as soon as we got home. I cut them off and they are now in my pocket, since he suggested I not put them where she could reclaim them.
We didn't get home from the ER last night until after 11:00, so I am exhausted today. C came over and we were going to do some work. Instead I ended up offering her pastoral care. I knew she was hurting when I hired her, which was part of the reason I hired her. I figured it would give me a way to provide support and care to her. Anyway, as Daughter heard C crying, she went upstairs and got a prayer pillow someone had given her. She brought it down and gave it to C, telling her she thought she needed it more than Daughter did. C and I were both touched by Daughter's thoughtfulness. It almost made up for the stress she has caused me this past week. Almost.