Someday soon I plan to have my nervous break down, but right now I don't have time.
Tommy had a seizure on Sunday and has had a CT scan and an MRI and is OK. He is just not quite himself. Very tired, falling asleep on the couch just not normal for him.
He is just a wonderful kid. He is my buddy, my rock. We are so proud of him.
He plays with the younger kids in the neighborhood and I know he doesn't realize it, but that speaks to his character. He is great with younger children always coaching. Someday he will be a great father.
When Hannah heard about his seizure, she was upset and said she didn't want him to die. He was too much fun to annoy.
Of all the things we have been through with our children, that call from his Aunt telling me he was having a seizure was probably one of the scariest moments. Tommy is so healthy and strong, I just couldn't grasp the words. A total shock. Not Tommy, I would not be shocked to hear this about Hannah, the one with CF diabetes, but not my bud, my running partner.
I'm sure he will be fine and if not, God will get us through whatever happens.
But really God, it is not funny anymore. :)
