This is not my first round at restoring homeostasis.
I have been here numerous times. Camping out at a hospital.
Same circus, different monkey.
Desperately struggling to restore balance to someone I love.
Spoons to the mouth. Ice chips and water. Over and over.
Wash and dry. Cover and uncover. Up and down.
No end in sight. Day and night.
It is my parent this time, not my child.
An old body fights more slowly.
I must keep balance while helping restore his.
I keep telling this to my sister.
Nobody else can go down right now.
Not mama, not you, and not me.
One patient at a time please.
Slow and steady.
Stability.
Seizure Mama and Rose 