sometimes angry

Sometimes I am so angry—seething really—at the endless seizures and drugs that I can't even see straight. They are the root cause of sleepless nights, Calvin's poor balance, stupor, hyperactivity, drooling, falling down, my sore shoulders and worry, his blank stares, gross inability, speechlessness, the painful blood draws, weary trips to Boston hospitals, dirty diapers, our lack of freedom and autonomy. Stop the seizures? Then we could eliminate the drugs and the rest might very well vanish into thin air.

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I dare you.