My day yesterday, Sunday, began at 4:12….to be precise, like Aaron. Aaron had a seizure for the second early Sunday in a row. Then he had another at 5:45, so I just stayed up then, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep. This is a very busy, tiring time for everyone. To start my day off so physically tired wasn’t what I had planned, but as usual my thoughts went to Aaron and how awful he was going to feel when he woke up.
I heard him upstairs through the baby monitor later in the morning, stirring and stretching and then getting out of bed. I knew that he was marking his wake-up time in his notebook that he uses to record all that important information about his life. Later he slowly made his way down the stairs. I noticed that he had on a different…
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