Last few days the people around me have been asking what's wrong ... have not been my usual self. I brush it off. YOU, I'll tell.
My daughter needs to be on lots of medicines. God's gift, I guess.
So, we go to the neurologist and he says, "Her medication seems to be going toxic and that causes liver damage. Staying on it will eventually mean her liver fails, or worse." (Worse?) So we discuss what to do. There is another drug that will work for her. "We can start that one slowly as we slowly decrease the current one. Now, you must watch her closely for a rash, and call if she gets one." (No big deal, a rash, right?) "And call within 12 hours, you will need to get her in here. It can be fatal."
Hobson had nothing on me. Thank you, God.