Saturday, April 26, 2014
Ethan got a migraine
Ethan got his first migraine. He was at school and suddenly saw a flash of bright light and lost the peripheral vision in his left eye for about ten minutes. I took him home, and he suddenly felt nauseous and had a terrible headache.
So I rushed him to his doctor. I was afraid he had a brain tumor. Or something.
The doctor said he doesn't have a brain tumor. Just a migraine. But that we should see a neurologist anyway.
The neurologist agreed with the primary-care doctor: no brain tumor. Just a migraine. Take Motrin.
I'm not a panicky parent. If anything, I'm a little too slow to react to potential medical situations. My standard response to vomiting, fever, whatever, is to sleep on it and see how he feels in the morning.
This one panicked me a little bit, even though I didn't say that to Ethan. He picks up on everything.
I hate to see Ethan or Samuel in pain. And it just stresses me out to ponder the negative possibilities of--you know, anything. I just want to form a protective cocoon around them so that they are immune from sickness and pain for the rest of their lives. In the words of Woody Allen (in a scene from Annie Hall), "Boy, if life were only like this."