Keppra epilepsy

I recieved an email about Nicholas's silent epilepsy. Someone said its technically absence seizures. Honestly I've had these kinds of seizures since childhood and i have used the term silent epilepsy w more than several certified doctors and it have said this to several other people and general and they understand what I am saying. Also i made sure by looking up silent seizures/ epilepsy. It is understood that it is synonymous with absence seizures. I only posted this just in case there were any other misconceptions about why I used the term silent epilepsy . I do know from personal experience and research. I'm not trying to be rude. I'm just saying I don't write about stuff i do not know already or have not researched. Have a good day. :)

I'm loving this whole series. The part that hit home with me in this chapter, was his parents finding out what his grandparents said to him. When it was first mentioned, what ran through my head was I don't even need the words. Because I've got 2 autistic children (one with epilepsy I might add), and my dad essentially did the same thing to my son. The biggest difference was I was within earshot. To complicate it, my father in-law recommended he be committed. Anyway, I'm running off at the mouth. Excellent story!

There are a couple of things that didn't work for me in this chapter. Nick's betrayal wasn't entirely believable, but what really didn't pass the smell test was the cheerleading coach's actions. First off, lamotrigine is quite effective, which means that as long as Tiffany isn't swapping them out for aspirin, the epilepsy is unlikely to be a problem. Second, and even more important, at any high school I've ever encountered, that sort of medical issue is always -- and I mean ALWAYS -- disclosed to the school, which means the coach would have already known about it and thus had no reason to kick her off the team.

I happen to know, since shes my niece a little girl with downes syndrome. I have held that girl in my hands and arms. I love her very much. She's a very spoilt little girl. I help them, with no expectations of anything in return. I do love getting hugs from her and being told I love you from her. Esp. since that's about all she can say. My daughter works with kids who don't talk at all. So just stop telling us we never know how to relate to the handicapped. Oh, and in high school I knew someone who had epilepsy, and I treated him good.
Want to know what doesn't get treated well in the world: Kids who are abused, from foster care, etc. I know I am one of them.

For those of you have been waiting so (im)patiently as it says on my profile...and in comments on other stories...I am a single parent to an autistic 9 yo daughter who also has epilepsy. If I disappear for a bit it is because her seizures are getting worse or she is keeping up all night or who knows what life has thrown at us. It took me a year and a half to finish The Arrangement but I did it...and am in final edits to release it as an ebook before Memorial Day. Goddess bless those people who can write hours every day and give their stories away for free...but my life does not afford me that kind of blessing. Please hang in there with me for this one...and the more popular other ones. I do not plan to start any others...as my Survivor days are over. And honestly, I have more ideas than I have life left probably.

I think it would be a interesting part for this story if you made it that he had a partial seizure about being back in the mental hospital and finding her dead again and during the delusion he tried to hang himself in real life like people that suffer from sleepwalking do sometimes reenactment of that they are dreaming and his mother found him hanging just at the right time to saving him and then he wakes up in the hospital with no recollection of how he got there just remembering that he was thinking about Julia and something about finding her hanging and then waking up there and that is what convinced to take the risk to go to get the treatment the doctor talked about. I had epilepsy growing up and I had partial seizures like that where I moved around doing things without knowing it kind of like blacking out.

I wish I could have found someone as understanding when I was young. I was never exactly rejected, but just had lukewarm reactions to my fairly small penis and testicles. I'd be told that I was 'just fine the way you are' or worse 'its ok, really'. But never like I was just right to please her. I think a large clitoris would be really sexy, as long as it didn't cause her discomfort during her day-to-day schedule. I love sucking on long pussy lips too. I guess I learned to be good at oral sex to make up for my lacking of abundance elsewhere. I think I could have really gotten into Bree, as long as we were compatible otherwise. This is a good story that needed to be told. Also, I'm not sure most people know that many, many women have asymmetrical breasts and so-what. Our physical attributes drive us apart so much. I have epilepsy also, which was kind of frightening to many people back when I grew up in the 60's and 70's. Back then it was called 'having fits' and caused me to feel alone a lot, even with people all around me. Even family. Its too bad that, as in the story, two emotionally damaged people have to stumble onto another emotionally damaged person to even find good sex. Thank you, I didn't know another person would even think of this as a story to be posted to be read by the public.