An epileptic seizure that happened out of the blue, that's made her appreciate her own son even more, because he's empathetic, and understanding, translated…
The heat of the summer, although I'd signed my elementary age son up for many summer camps, and his favorite baseball, we'd gotten a lot of mother-and-son time, for instance, I'd gone with him to the libraries to finish his summer assignments, or at home, "beating up monsters", also, we'd, gone back to Yuli to visit my mother, etc., etc., etc.
That day, we were invited to my son's classmate's home to visit, we'd spent a wonderful afternoon, on the ride back on the bus, an accident occurred, a few stops away from where we were to get off, as I'd rung the bell, my epileptic seizure started up, I'd only recalled that before I passed out, I'd told my son that I wasn't, feeling, well, then, I couldn't, remember anything else that came after.
Before we headed out that day, I'd told my son, to get off a stop earlier, because I'd had to, go and pick up the ordered items for my group, although my son had, reminded me again, and again, I'd not, come to, until I'd, finally, gained my, consciousness back, then, I'd, carried that feel of regret, and asked him to accompany back again.
He'd told me later, that as the bus driver saw me rang the bell, but didn't move, he'd started, getting upset, thought that we were, giving him troubles, but my son saw that something wasn't quite right with me, he'd, pulled me along, gotten me off the bus, and, sat me down by the sidewalks, and, when the lights turned green, he'd carried my backpack for me, led my by the hand, crossed the streets, until I'd, regained complete, consciousness. As his mother, I'd, troubled him, I'd felt regrets and awful, but him, being optimistic, often told me, "mommy, there are still, many good qualities that you have, no need to feel regret over your conditions, just don't hold it against those who don't know you, the point of life is living happy."
I'm too grateful for my son's optimism, it's the biggest motivation that I will ever have, in combating my epileptic seizures.
And so, this showed, how cold and cruel the world CAN get, you have a condition that you can't control, and, those around you couldn't understand why you'd behaved as you did, but thankfully, you have a wonderful son, who is there, to help you cope with this world that can't, understand.
