Between church and the pumpkin carving party, we hit the Nelson. It was a short trip, about half of the old building before Mo started asking to 'Go to car.' She seemed tired and out of sorts, but I guess getting up at 3:45 will do that to you.
Em was worried she'd seize, but lots of times (like today) she gets up in the night and doesn't have a seizure. I tried to explain to her that seizures aren't that predictable, and that we can't live in fear of them. I mean, yeah, if Mo had seized I'd say I could have seen it coming, but she didn't. And I did have the Atavan and cell phone if she had, so it's not like we'd have been safer not doing things.
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