David was up every half hour from around 7:30, when he went to bed, until 2:00 , when he had a seizure. Then we took an ambulance to the hospital, where they took a blood sample and told us about what you’d expect: “Wow, that was awful”, and that we should take him to a neurologist, which we already had scheduled. We got back home at 5:45 and took a nap until about 7:15.
I’m going to be a bit frazzled today, I think.
I have an essay now in my mind about the relationship between sin and sickness, but I doubt I’ll have the time.