Hello everybody!
Welcome to One-Shot #2!
Sam had daily tonic-clonic seizures. Loving, Caring Dean and Bobby. Set shortly after John died.
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The tonic-clonic seizure is what most people think of when they think of a convulsive seizure. A person loses consciousness, muscles stiffen, and jerking movements are seen. These types of seizures usually last 1 to 3 minutes and take much longer for a person to recover.
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Sam woke up with buddy, his seizure dog by his side. Sam got him to roll over and he rubbed his stomach before reaching over to the night stand and grabbing his royal blue seizure helmet and putting it on. He got up and buddy immediately ran downstairs, which was common so Sam didn't think anything of it. Sam went downstairs and before he could even get a hello out to Bobby he tensed up.
Buddy had gone straight to Bobby and started nudging his leg, Bobby knew that a seizure was coming the only thing buddy couldn't tell them was when. Bobby went into the linen closet to grab a blanket for under Sam's head and raced back into the living room only to see Sam's muscles tensing up. Bobby ran up behind all 6 foot 4 of Sam and caught him on the way down and gently set him down on the floor. Bobby placed the blanket under Sam's head and then started the stopwatch that both him and Dean kept in their pockets.
Once Bobby had Sam situated he yelled for Dean who was out in the junkyard brooding, trying to fix up his precious Impala.
Dean came running into the living room and saw Sam on the floor convulsing and Bobby timing it and trying to keep the blanket from shifting.
"Thank god we got that helmet." Dean said
"That was the best $150.00 I think I've ever spent." Bobby said
Bobby glanced down at his stop watch and noticed that they were nearing the 5-minute mark. Just as he was about to say something, Dean piped up, "Bobby he's calming down."
Sam had stopped shaking and now only small tremors could be felt in his arms and legs.
"I am here Sam." Dean said as he came closer and started running his thumb over Sam's cheek.
"Dean, you got him for a second?" Bobby asked
"Yep." Dean said coming around to where Bobby was holding Sam in the recovery position
Bobby went into the kitchen and grabbed Sam's water bottle and his seizure medication before coming back into the living room where Sam and Dean were.
"Mmm, d'n." Sam managed to get out
"I am here Sam." Dean said
"T'rd." Sam said
"I know Sammy, I know. But I need you to stay awake for me. You think you can do that?" Dean asked
"Mhmm." Sam nodded
"Okay, Bobby and I are going to try and get you to the couch. Try not to blow chunks for me little brother." Dean said
Bobby went to one side of Sam and Dean went to the other, once they both had a good grip of all 6 foot 4 of Sam they got him over to the couch so he could get some fluids and his medication down.
"Okay Sam, straws right in front of your mouth, you gotta take it from here. Drink some water and then we'll get your pills down." Dean said
Sam complied and drank the water and then his pills followed by more water.
"I'll go get the bed." Bobby said
"Thanks." Dean replied
Bobby went into a back closet and pulled out the bed that Sam was more often than not sleeping in if he had one of his seizures downstairs. Bobby rolled it into the living room and pulled back the covers before grabbing the pillow off of the couch.
"Okay, Sammy. You know the drill, back to bed." Dean said
Sam just nodded, to tired to give a reply to Dean or Bobby. Bobby and Dean helped Sam into the bed and get the covers covering him, before going into the kitchen/dining room.
"Look, I know you aren't the touchy feely 'chick-flick-moment' kinda guy but you need to give me some indication of your mental state. Losing you Daddy and having to deal with Sam's seizures isn't easy." Bobby said
"On any other day, I would say I was fine but everything is really starting to catch up with me. I'm not going to start pointing my gun at thin air but I am overwhelmed to say the least. I worshipped the damn man and now he's gone. Sam has been dealing with these seizures since the night of the fire and I haven't had a problem dealing with it until now." Dean said
"I wouldn't expect anything less son. This is a lot to handle at the moment. I was doing some reading and stress can increase the amount of seizures a person can have. So as much as I want to pat you on the back and say 'everything's going to be alright' this is going to be a difficult time. I know for a fact that Sam isn't dealing well with this either. He wont mention, converse or even look at the impala. He blames himself for that accident and it's going to take some chats to get that through his thick skull." Bobby said
"Thanks for everything Bobby." Dean said
"I couldn't just leave my son's high and dry. You know that." Bobby said
Uncharacteristically Dean went over to Bobby's open arms and let his guard down, even if just for a few seconds.