The Real Superman Part XV

The Real Superman Part XV

By Jeff King

Dylan was doing so well. He no longer was laying around like a lump. He was back! He was all over the place. We had gotten his helmet and tried several times to make him wear it, but we were unsuccessful. Every time we placed it on his head he would rip it off and toss it. We got so tired of fighting with him, we just decided not to try to force him to wear it.

We went to the mall and Dylan would run right to the elevator to watch it go up and down. We were so happy, because the light had returned to his eyes and life had returned to his body once again. This was so amazing. We went everywhere. We even decided to take his chair out of the trunk, because he didn’t have a need for it anymore. I took him to another mall where he enjoyed riding on the little carrousel that was there. He rode it several times and then I took him off of it to walk down to meet Terri and the children where they were getting their hair cut. Dylan took off. He began to run. He ran just like he used to. I was so happy to see him running once again. My man was back and he had proved once again that he was indeed Superman, and those seizures, which are his kryptonite was not going to defeat him. I gave chase, because I still was unsure about him running. I kept thinking, “God please don’t let him have a seizure”, because the floor was concrete and then suddenly he dropped to the floor head first. He lay there in a heap, flailing around uncontrollably. I ran to retrieve him off of the floor and there were several mall kiosk employees who ran to help us. One gentleman grabbed a slew of paper towels and some ice to put on Dylan’s forehead, which he had slightly busted open, but fortunately it was not bad. He did have a goose egg protruding from his forehead, but he was fine. He never cried or screamed or anything. We continued to walk to meet my family, but by now I had firmly taken his hand and made sure he walked beside me.

He begin to have several of these seizures where he would just drop to the floor, ground, etc. They were the most frightening ones, because you never knew when they were going to happen. I had recently been hired as a permanent part time teacher’s assistant at the school I worked for. I started out a one on one temporary employee. I worked with two students who had autism and behavioral issues. I was told that I did so well with them that the school wanted to hire me permanent part time and as soon as a fulltime positon became available then it was mine.  School was scheduled to begin on August 26th 2013. The day before school was to begin. I was upstairs when Terri screamed for me to come downstairs. I ran downstairs. I was greeted by a scene that looked straight out of a crime scene. Blood was everywhere and Dylan was laying on the living room floor in a pool of blood convulsing violently. He had an absence seizure and had fallen and busted his head on the corner of the entertainment center. I had just recently taken a first aid and a CPR course in the summer. I grabbed Dylan up and told my daughter Destiny to grab me something that I could pack his wound with. She grabbed a bunch of paper towels and I reluctantly used them to pack his head to try to stop the bleeding. I told her to call 911 which she did. I examined the gash in his head and it was bad. It was as deep as it was wide. We waited for the paramedics to arrive and they took over. Dylan was sitting on the floor like nothing had even happened to him. He didn’t cry or give any indication that he was ever in any pain. The ambulance took him and my wife to the ER and I followed in the car while Destiny and my son Dacota cleaned up the mess.

I arrived at the hospital several minutes after the ambulance. Once inside the immediately took Dylan into a room where a nurse attended to his wound until a doctor could see him. The doctor came in and examined Dylan and determined that he would either need several stitches or staples. We actually opted for the staples because they would leave less scarring and thank God we had recently taken him to get his hair cut so it was easier for the doctor to clean him up and staple the wound closed. It was on the top of his head, which was another blessing so whenever he grew his hair back the scar would be almost unnoticeable. The doctor put 8 staples into Dylan’s head and once again he never cried or screamed out. His threshold for pain is very high. The only time he cried was whenever we were holding him down, but other than that this little guy is amazing. This is indeed the Real Superman and he was amazing. (To be continued!)

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Terri King

Dylan has been a little tired today.He is all tuckered out from all the mischief he got into yesterday.He did rip up a few of my husbands math notes this morning. That is one of his favorite things to do( ripping up paper). We were at my sister house one day and he was in the living room with his cousins when he started ripping one of their books up, my niece comes running into the kitchen and says Dylan is ripping one of my books up. She starts calling him the ripper. He is napping right now, but I’m sure he will be up soon.

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Terri King

Dylan had a few seizures in his sleep last night.He slept most of the day, but when he got up he was up to no good. My husband told me he playing in my houseplants and had dirt all over his hands and face.Dylan was eating lunch today and thought it was okay if he laid down to do it. His last name is king. Now he finally sitting down and chilling for a while.

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Terri King

Brushing Dylan’s teeth is always a challenge. He knows it has to be done every day, but he still doesn’t want any part of it.He sees me coming with the toothbrush and gets this look on face oh no not this again. I have to pry his mouth open every time.He was in a pretty good mood this morning maybe a little tired. He a couple absence seizures this morning but had a good recovery from both of them.

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Terri King

Dylan decided he didn’t want to walk down the steps this morning, he thought it would be fun to slide down them instead. Dylan was in a pretty good mood this morning even though he had quite a few seizures last night. Dylan loves going to school because he is always smiling when he gets the bus or maybe he is thinking I can get away from mom for  awhile. He loves school because he has such great people that work with him every day. I know this has nothing to Dylan, but I’m sure he is happy for her too.  Today was my daughter’s last of high school yeah Destiny you did it.

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Terri King

Dylan was in a good mood this morning. He only had one seizure that I know of yesterday. He hasn’t had any seizures this morning either. That is always a blessing. I’m not sure if he had any at school yesterday because they didn’t write any on his daily report. Giving him a bath is getting harder to do each time because he is getting so big and he does cooperate anymore.

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Terri King

Dylan was in a lazy mood again today. Which made for a hard time getting him dressed for school today.No seizures so far today I hope it stays that way. It makes me happy when he doesn’t have any seizures. I’m dreading his upcoming surgery to change his VNS battery because the last time he had dental work he had a hard time waking up from the anesthesia. We ended up staying in the hospital overnight.