Originally Posted by marksbabygirl
And I'm scared. And I have no one who truly understands what its like to watch someone you love DIE to talk to.
Hey there. I haven't read the rest of your blog yet, but I did happen upon this post, and I want to let you know that I do understand what you're feeling. My son is dependent on seizure medications--without them, he goes into severe seizures, then a coma, and then...yeah. Last time we left him alone with medical respite caregivers--trained nurses--they gave him the wrong med dose and he ended up in the ICU. He's seven years old.
I'm always terrified for him. Sometimes it's background worry, and sometimes it's big, terrifying in-your-face desperation and fear.
So for what it's worth, I, for one, understand what you're going through, and I'm keeping you in my thoughts.