Chapter 40 from Seizure Mama and Rose by Flower Roberts(on Amazon)
The softball saga continued. I stayed at the middle school to finish up some things before heading across the road to get Rose after practice. We now had cell phones. Mine rang. Someone from the team called to tell me that Rose had a seizure in the field house. As I was driving to the high school the phone rang again. Another seizure had started. I entered the building to find Rose on the concrete floor among metal pieces of equipment. Another strong seizure started just as I arrived.
I covered Rose with my coat and administered her emergency medication. The seizure stopped. Two of her teammates waited with me. It seemed like forever before she began to stir. I was afraid that she had been injured in the fall. I was hoping there were no broken bones or a concussion.
When she came around she was angry. It took a long time to calm her down. I worked very hard not to break down. I don’t know how I got to be such a good actress. I guess it was teaching middle school. Walking through fire without going up in flames is an acquired skill.
I still remember my panic. I was afraid she would break free from me and get hurt on all the equipment. I was so grateful for those two girls. They did not know what to do, but they stayed with us. Just having them there was a comfort. One of these girls is now a high school teacher and coach. Bless her.
In the end, Rose did not make the team. She was disappointed, but I was relieved. The main thing was that she had the guts to try and stick with it. She felt the fear and did it anyway. I am still learning to be that brave.
Seizure Mama speaks to parents:
I wanted so badly to say no to softball. I felt it would be too much for Rose. I had learned not to get in her way. She already had enough hurdles to get over without her scared mama being another blockade.
It’s so hard to be brave over and over again. It is exhausting and draining. The alternative is much worse. This is your child’s life, seizures and all. Don’t postpone life until the seizures stop. If we had done that, we would have waited decades.
This is the hand that you have been dealt. Bluff if you must, but play the hell out of it.