I should be jumping for joy. I should be writing a post about how incredible this is after weeks of seizure after seizure after seizure -- because it is. It really does feel like a miracle. Eloise's doctor even shed a few tears when she found out. Because we were all shocked. That's what I want to want to write about. But I'm not. (Okay, well, we did start with that.) Really, instead, I've been crying.