Each day takes us down a road we've been before. Abby's Topamax is increasing and she's been on two atavan a night... she is a wreck... putting it mildly. This morning she was walking into door frames and falling down. We get her from school at noon and feed her lunch at home and she is just a little wreck. The idea is to then have a nap but she refuses. Where she gets the energy from is beyond me. So after lying in bed with her and fighting with her for over an hour, I've decided to just get up. She then walks around the house from room to room just whinning and declaring what she does not like or want and just sobs. I have taken half of one of her atavan today and am hoping it will help the mommy.
My girlfriends gave me a birthday lunch today, my 33rd is tomorrow. It was nice, they are such dear gifts from God. Abby painted my nails... like them?
Even with the atavan, she's having about 10+- a night. She can't write her name anymore and is having trouble with speech. Hopefully when we get higher on the Topamax we can come off the atavan. Prayers are still desired and appreciated.