On the phone, at a gas station, in our dreams
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Christy Shake lives in a small college town in Maine and writes a blog about her son and his epilepsy, exploring topics from motherhood to social justice, at calvinsstory.com. She is working on a memoir.
The seizure raged for another twenty minutes. As I leaned on the edge of the hospital bed next to Calvin, I wished I could feel his pain for him. The emergency medications appeared to have failed my boy. His fingers, toes, and lips were the color of plums, his oxygen-deprived skin ashen.