Cadoc - the begining

     More than 7 years ago, my youngest daugher gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, we called him Cadoc.  Of course we were all pleased and delighted, we enjoyed every moment with him.  Then he started blanking out... first for a few seconds, then a few minutes.  My daughter and her husband were concerned, this was their first child, and we had never seen anything like this before, so we watched and waited. 
    
     When Cadoc was 5 and 1/2 months old, my daughter called me from the local ER stating that she and Cadoc were being transfered to Children's Hospital because the local hospital was not able to handled a child so young having seizures.  My daughter stayed in the hospital for 5 or 6 days diagnosing this tiny little boy with more wires attached to his head than he had hair. 

     Cadoc had "multible seizure disorder", a whole lot of words describing the short circuting of a little boys brain.  The next several years were a constant battle of getting him used to  medications, then he would outgrow it, or develope a new type of seizure.  But Cadoc never gave up, he was a happy child always smiling and hugging.  At one point his doctor was so pleased with his progress, and she said that the chances of his walking, or doing the things he was doing were slim to none, most children like Cadoc don't live past a year and rarely accomplish what he has.

     I thank God for his doctor and the staff at Children's, because they walked us through every step, every complication, and there were so many more than I could sum up now.  Cadoc was blessed with several amazing therapist, who patiently work with him on motor skills, speech and his coordination.  He was a fighter and he kept on going and we made sure he was surrounded by encouraging people.

     But the final results came when Cadoc was 6 and 1/2 years old he was on 4 anti-seizure medications and still having many seizures each day, his doctor was a saint, she tried more varibles on his medications than I could have imagined were possible, but sucess was fleeting.  Cadoc's memory was almost erased during the "big seizures" he had to relearn how to speak again, he lost all of his words several times.  Eating was difficult, he didn't have normal mouth development, couldn't chew his food properly, couldn't hold a spoon or a cup, he reached a point where he couldn't walk anymore.  Now Cadoc was in a wheelchair and had to be carried or moved from the bed to the couch, the kitchen chair for meals, then to his wheelchair for going to school or going out... etc...   Cadoc never gave up and neither did we.