His Name is Kyran Prado.
My name is Kayla Borel.
It all started in January.. The Mann I love was only 19.. He had his first seizure ever. All blood work and cat scans came back clean.. So with no answers and it being his first seizeure..we were sent on our way. Then again in April..he had two this time..one early morning, the next early afternoon. They gave him medication this time...held us forever. The blood work, and cat scans were fine once more. I'm March he had 2 early morning...and when I took him to the ER we were looked at as if we were insane...until he had his 3rd seizure of the day in the ER hospital as they took their sweet time trying to send us home. We've been to his Neurologist.. Have changed his medication because the Keppra made him violent, sick, and very anxious. He turned 20 years old this past June. He's been on his new meds for about a week..we were due for blood work very shortly. Monday 8/1/16 I woke at 5am..and turned him over so he may seize safely. I no longer wake up during his seizes...I wake up right before and turn him over while our cats freak out trying to figure out what's going on. My baby boys have woken me before to let me know their Daddy needs help. I called his neurologist... Gave him an extra dose of his meds 10 before 6... I waited... 6:10-6:12am...he seized for the second time. Of course afterwards he got up and tried walking around and get control of his body...I follow him because I'm not strong enough to restrain him...I make sure he stays safe...he gets violent and wants to grab and throw things or bang his body against walls. When he crawled back in bed...I let him rest... I was told not to take him any where unless he had injured himself or he continues seizing... I gave him his normal dose of meds right on time at 7am. Then I waited... 7:10-7:12am...he seized for the third time... Now he gets more and more confused, and violent after each seizure...so I did my best to care for him until he was safely napping on the bed. I called his neurologist again...to politely let him know I am taking him to the ER...he had me go to the one he works at, not that this happened in any haste. This Man works so hard day in and day out, to take care of himself and all those he loves. He is always on the go. The type of person that becomes anxious if they are still for more than 10 minutes... The most independent and free spirit I've ever met. So to see him go through this just tears me apart. To remind him on a normal basis that he now has restrictions and must heed them so he can remain healthy..its not something that makes him all that happy. Upon being put into his ER bed...he had a 4th seizure... Like the time in March...after he became so stressed and it tool 9 of us..nurses and myself to hold him as he fought us for 45 minutes to an hour before they Intubated him. He was on a ventilator from 10am Monday..and he continued seizing..I lost count after 30...til about noon today 8/3/16 ...but after being taken off...he has fought tooth and nail to get out of the bed. He keeps straining himself...making the risk of another seizure sky rocket. This also means...that all the tests they could possibly answer some questions...get pushed further away. Since he's continuing to fight even on the respirator, several doses of adavan, and benadryl, they now have given him an antipsychotic, which may or may not calm him...may or may not make him seize. So we keep going in the same circle...all day yesterday they would lower his sedatives just to raise them back up because he would to violently or seize...I am not sure what is going on...but I know that we need help. A second opinion, prayers...him miss work and me along with him will not help stress levels at all...some how God will get us through this...but he needs support...and so does his family.