Segev is down for the count...6...7...8...
The simple perpetration of violence on his person, by the return of a monstrous seizure long since not seen, like the blight of a wholly sadistic god, like the snap of the marauder's whip. It comes twice in the night. It levels him.
You have been weighed and you have been measured, and you have been seen fit to be trampled upon and smothered.
This of course comes at the close of several good days where, though in the usual way tiring indeed, I can say Segev is as stable as he can be, as healthy as he can be. No, I didn't let my guard down and yet didn't see it coming.
Just one more seizure to add to the five hundred thousand already had? I suppose. His body temperature went down so I covered him with a blanket after cleaning him of the excess, escaped urine. He lay limp, unconscious. His heart rate dropping from the diazepam but the oxygen monitor never even once sounded an alarm .