A nice, yet very cavalier doctor comes into the room and introduces himself. He stated that he had reviewed his brain activity from the monitoring control room and that my son suffered from infantile spasms. (The same thing the pediatrician who had never seen us before had said over the phone!)
He rattled off all of the drugs he was going to place him on in hopes to stop the seizures completely or at least make them less intense. He stated that my son would be lethargic because of such heavy doses, but the seizures just might be able to be controlled.
In no time, the drugs began to be administered through his IV. He did not suffer another jerking episode. The only indications we had when something was going on were the long stares.
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