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Seize the Day

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Even though it was a rainy, dreary day today, things were looking really sunny for me and Amanda.  We had a great business appointment together today, it was everything it should have been.  Afterward, we decided to head over to Sargasso for lunch.   I was starving!  My stomach was growling so loud at our previous appointment I just knew everyone could hear it.  It sounded like a roaring lion, I’d never heard it this ferocious before, quite embarrassing.

We sat down at lunch and I was excited since Amanda had never eaten at Sargasso, I couldn’t wait to tell her my favs…but as soon as my butt hit the seat and I opened my menu she said, “I can’t eat.”

“What?”  I looked up.  Did she forget she had another appointment?  I wondered.

“I can’t eat.”  Then I saw her pop two blue pills into her mouth.  I was confused.  “I’m going to have a seizure.”  She stately boldly and gave me a look of “take charge.”  I knew what it meant and kind of what I was supposed to do because she had briefed me on how to handle this situation a few times over the past two years.

“I need to find a dark place.  And you need to call my mom and tell her to come here now.”

Oh shit, was my first thought, followed by, I’ve got to step up this plate and get her out of this dining room full of people.

“Follow me, there’s probably no one in the back room, that’s for private dinners.”  I knew this place well.  We stood up and she followed me, I grabbed our server and whispered, “My friend feels a seizure coming on, and we need privacy and a dark room.  Can we go in the back dining room?”

“Of course!”  She said and led the way, looking very worried.

I called her mother and told her to come immediately.  Amanda requested to just lay on her back and to find something to put over her eyes.  Sometimes calmness and darkness will ward off a seizure in her case, so that’s what we were attempting to do.   The waitress went to find clean towels but I looked over and found a tightly wrapped used food encrusted waiters apron.

“Um, this looks dirty but it’s black and it’ll keep out the light.”  I suggested.  “And it smells, but maybe that will take your mind off of this,”

“Don’t care, give it to me.”  She giggled.  “I’m sure I’ve smelled worse.”

The waiter walked back in, the staff was so helpful, asking what they should do and if they should have a doctor from Med Express, which, thank gaud, was connected to the restaurant, come over.

Amanda said no, which left me at the wheel.  Oh, crap.  I always wanted to be a doctor, but not like this.  I squatted down beside her and just tried to get her to breathe long deep breaths and to think of relaxing things. Waves, birds, clouds, all that B.S. –cause at that moment it was B.S. I know she wasn’t sitting on the beach somewhere watching the sand get covered in foamy sea water.  “Pretend like you’re floating on a cloud” is much more easier said than done when your brain waves are miss firing and you’re trying to not think about that!

She started to moan and squirm and I knew she was trying to fight it off but was losing the battle.  The waiter came back in and asked again about getting a doctor.

“Amanda!  Do you want a doctor?”  I was starting to sweat, knowing that her seizures are Grand Mal, which is the King of seizures.  Deadly even.   She actually went under brain surgery a few years ago, so this was beyond my realm of cutting a pig open in 10th Grand biology class.   “I don’t care,” she answered.

“Yes, please go get someone.”  I hadn’t practiced CPR in over a decade, the last time I was around it, it was used on me when I was choking on a massive piece of shrimp at a local restaurant.  Don’t you use a spoon in this situation?  OH MY GOD!  Her moaning was getting louder and I was losing her.  She wasn’t answering any of my questions.  Her mom walked in right at the same time a Physician’s Assistant did.

“Did you call for someone?” The PA asked.

“No, we are good.”  Her mother said.  Like this kind of stuff happens every day.  She was so calm and collected.   “I can handle this, she doesn’t like to be around people during this, it makes it worse.”

The PA nodded, walked out and quietly shut the door behind her.   Her mom sat down by her side and started talking to her and trying to get her to relax and then it happened.  She went into a full-blown seizure, just like you would imagine, but worse.  She seized for a good five minutes, and at one point she was literally wrapped around a wine cooler, which was kind of funny because she doesn’t drink.  Nor does her mother, who also found it quite comical in this horrifying situation.   Her mom tried to find a little humor in it all which made me admire her so much more.

We rolled Amanda on her right side and just sat with her until it was over.  I rubbed her leg and guarded the glass in the wine rack from her 4-inch-pointy boot heels.

It was more than scary.  But the even scarier part is that she used to have these kind of seizures 3 to 4 times a week until she started taking Lifepak Nano Vitamins, which have helped her immensely.  This was her first seizure in a year, which Amanda attributes the lack of her seizure activity to her supplementing with these life-changing vitamins.  Her recovery from these types of seizures used to take two weeks, and she actually made it to our meeting this evening at 6pm, less than 5 hours after this horrific episode.  I couldn’t believe it when she walked through the door.  I was stunned because when she left the restaurant she had a screaming headache…and should have been in bed.

Today could have been tragic, but thankfully it wasn’t.  This will resonate with me forever, though, because it solidifies why I promote some of the best products and the best science in the world.  Ones that do make a difference, ones that do change lives.  Ones that I believe, do save lives.

Amanda I love you, don’t ever scare me like that again.  🙂   But if you do, I will be there to catch you if you fall.  (help me spread the word)

Live Younger Longer





Movember Rain….

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I’ve really missed writing, my weekly therapy, my om….lord knows I haven’t had any time for Yoga lately, much less even attempting a 5 minute meditation time-out, much less time to write a blog.  I actually write them in my head all the time, it’s like I have an automatic typewriter ran by a midget up there and he just types away, but he never prints.  Wouldn’t that be nice.

Mmmmmm….Maybe that’s just it!  I need to put myself in time-out.  Not a bad idea really.  With the hustle and bustle of life as I know it, I can honestly count the times I sit my butt on a chair and relax.   I can count it on one finger, and some days it’s the middle one and it’s pointing itself right at me for getting myself into too many projects and not stopping to smell those darn roses that I just keep right on walking by.

Time is our most precious commodity and I sure as heck don’t have enough of it.   And sadly it’s always those life changing moments that really make you wake up and smell the coffee.  Last Friday we lost a dear cousin to cancer, she was 52, leaving behind a son that is 10-years-old.  It happened so fast, and it was heart wrenching.  It made me feel like I was gasping for my own air as I watched her casket close and tears fall all around me, my own drenching tissue after tissue.  How could it be?  She was fine last summer?  And now gone.  Just like that.  I should have gotten to know her better, I kept thinking.  And I kept hearing tic. toc.

All the prayers in the world aren’t going to bring her back, but there were so many lessons she left many of us with.   Life is so precious, we honestly do not know what hand we will be dealt tomorrow.  So treat your dreams as a delicate snowflake but don’t let them melt into your palm and be absorbed by time.   Forget about the fears you have and quit worrying about what everybody else thinks.  Most of the time, they’re not even thinking about us, lol.  Go for whatever it is you want.  We are all going to make mistakes, we are all going to fall down, and that’s ok–that’s perfectly fine.  That’s what we are supposed to do. What matters is that we get back up and go at it again.  What we learn from those pitfalls make us a stronger human being, a better friend, a nicer stranger.  Mt. Everest wasn’t conquered in a day…..

I hope you Mo Bros are supporting Movember and raising lots and lots of money for cancer research and awareness.  I”m giving back on all jeans at this month to support the cause….stop in Madeleine’s and see Tareq’s ‘stache….I think he’s secretly putting miracle grow on it because it’s outta control!

Now go get that colonoscopy!  Just don’t do what my sister-in-law did and go anywhere after you drink that juice the doc gives you to “cleanse” yourself!  Bad things will happen, lol.


Rest in Peace Lynette.