It has been almost two years since we discovered Noah's epilepsy. Last Christmas Noah began a rapid decline. We struggled for 6 months with grand mal seizures and up to 400 absent seizures a day. My eyes swell with tears remembering him suffer through the day to day of being in and out of hospitals, struggling to finish sentences, and frustrated because he didn't know why he was feeling so "different" all the time. At the same time I am in true amazement that he could continue pressing on through it all.
We are so excited Noah is home with us this Christmas and not in the hospital. Noah is looking forward to going to the hospital to deliver gifts for the children that have to be there over Christmas. His love is really starting to grow for others since he can relate.
We are so grateful to God for giving us our crazy, fun-loving, lego addicted boy back. Yes, we still struggle daily with the diet but it is worth every tear (mine and his), every candy-cane we have to miss out on, and every battle of the wills.
We love you Noah Boah!!! You have no idea how much you mean to us.
