He was loving. He was happy. He was a leader. He was funny as shit. He was a jokester. A friend of mine once said to me, "Cavan is the type of kid who will join a fraternity and become the president of that fraternity." Everyone loved him and listened to him and just wanted to be with him.
Now let me tell you the type of kid Cavan is with Epilepsy and on epilepsy medication.
He is loving. He is still funny as shit. He is a jokester. He is still happy. Most of the time. But now we have extras...
He screams 'I am bad' when the meds kick in. He is impulsive. He is aggressive at times. He has major OCD. And because of this, kids are intimidated by him now. They don't always want to play with him. He is loud.
We knew as parents that if there was any way we could get him off his meds than we would have to explore those options. We cried, a lot. We wanted our normal Cavan back. We wanted the staring spells and the emotional roller coaster to end. We wanted that smiley handsome kid back. And that is how we got here. After two years of different medications with nothing working we said yes to a treatment that was as Simple as changing a diet. But boy do we have a lot in front of us! With this face though, wouldn't you do anything in the world for him? 
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