So it's been a few weeks since I returned from the FSH Conference in Atlanta. I was bursting with a million blog posts and couldn't wait to tell you about them. From the research, to the fantastic people to the inspiring next steps I hope to take, I was ready for an epic series of posts.
But then a bit of life got in the way. The speed bumps in your journey that remind you the unexpected can happen at any time and don't you dare think you can see them coming.
Last week, as I was settling back into life post Atlanta, my boyfriend had a violent seizure which resulted in a 3 am trip to the ER.
I have never seen a seizure like that. My aunt has epilepsy and I saw her have a seizure, but it consisted of her stopping in her tracks, blanking out and coming back to reality within a minute.
My friend's son had one, but it involved him blanking out in her arms and waking up not knowing what happened.
This one was something else. It looked like his life was being dragged out of him and he was fighting for it with all his might. My only comfort is knowing he was unconscious and unaware of what happened when he woke up.
The tests at the hospital resulted in less than great news of a brain lesion, more tests and him having to quit his job immediately.
The news left my body ice cold and in shock. A much stronger impact than when I was diagnosed with FSH, actually. Funny how that is. I guess it's different when you hear someone you love is sick. I guess that must be what my family felt when I told them.
He told me he was supposed to look after me, not the other way around. We planned our future with the notion that my FSH would be the big challenge and was he up for taking care of me and whatever my future held. We never thought about what life could have in store beyond that.
But life always has a plan.
I'll post on the conference soon. In the meantime, go hug someone you love. One second, or one speed bump, can change everything.
