A year ago I found myself explaining to my husband who I
was. Completely spent from having
continual pseudo-seizures and snowed from countless medications to stop the
convulsions, my strong, funny, endearing husband had no idea that we were
married and had two little boys. His
mind had reset to a ‘happier’ time where he was sure of himself and where we
stood.
The past few years had been rough on our marriage. The death of our niece and the subsequent
falling out with his sister over our pregnancy before miscarrying left both us
unable to verbalize all our pain. Our marriage
began to crumble and continued to do so since neither of us were brave enough
to say what we were really thinking.
Eventually like all things, it came to a head. While we were deciding what our next steps
would be, Mike developed seizure-like episodes.
He spent 5 days in two different hospitals before it was decided that
Mike had developed pseudo-seizures from extreme stress and anxiety. It began our adventure in to doctor
appointments, therapy, medication checks and rechecks, and meeting with psychologists.
Through the year, Mike’s pseudo-seizures have not recurred,
but has left him with tremors when extremely agitated and stressed. Most people just passing by wouldn’t even
notice the slight shaking of his leg or a tremor to his hand. But I do.
This past month has felt like I was back in that hospital
looking out at the river, questioning myself and the doctors what the best
steps would be for Mike’s care. His
medication was no longer effective, and the tremors had been getting
stronger. Calling to schedule
appointments to have his medications readjusted felt like I was bashing my head
against the wall. The nurses were
unhelpful, and that’s being nice.
Eventually we ended up in the same emergency room where Mike
had been the year before. Thankfully the
doctor who saw Mike was able to prescribe a rescue medication to help. The instant the medication kicked in I could
see the relief in his tense body. I was able
to breath for the moment. After a week
or so Mike met with his doctor and his medications adjusted. Currently Mike is dealing with some of the
side effects to the medication, his anxiety is lower, and his tremors, while
still present aren’t nearly as strong.
While this has been exhausting for both of us, I feel like
our marriage is stronger than it’s ever been.
We’ve been making slow steps in relearning how to communicate better
with each other, and what we both need to feel loved in our marriage.


