In fact he has seemed particularly sharp these last couple of weeks; being more helpful when getting dressed and, at bedtime, lying back and opening his mouth when I tell him it's time for his medicine. He's really listening and responding. And he's being very interactive with Craig and me. It's a real joy.
Which is a nice counterbalance with how poorly he's been these last few weeks. I'm not sure if he picked up a bug over the half term week but he definitely was struggling. He didn't want to walk at all and when sitting on the floor would start to fall sideways! He also had a rather explosive bottom! The dentist also told us Seth is cutting two adult molars at the moment so whether it was a combination of factors but despite the medication he's on Seth had a fit at home the weekend after half term and then last Thursday school called an ambulance because he was having clusters of fits. Apparently today he has fitted again as well.
Obviously, the drive to school last Thursday was quite stressful - Seth hasn't had clusters of fits since he was 3 and so I was slightly panicking about it's implication. The ambulance technician had to give Seth diazepam to bring him round and that's never happened before. The worst bit though was when, in A&E, they tried to take blood from Seth and after 3 different failed attempts to draw blood they then stuck a needle into Seth's wrist and kept wriggling it around trying to find the vein with Seth squirming and complaining clearly in pain and increasing distress. After getting more and more anxious trying to hold Seth still I made them stop. I shouldn't have let it even get that far - I know now that I will make them wait for a paediatric specialist if we are in that situation again. We made it to Paddington assessment unit but by then Seth was completely fine and eventually we simply went home. No one there felt it necessary to take any blood thankfully, as it is Seth's left hand and arm is covered in bruises. Although they don't appear to bother him.
I'd forgotten how utterly draining the hospital experience is, although that is something to be thankful for - that it is infrequent enough that I can forget.