25 & Epilogue

Chapter Twenty-Five

Phoebe

Two days later, I came back to the apartment late in the afternoon, having been out running a couple of errands and visiting with Tabitha. The personal nurse Damon had hired gave me a thorough accounting of practically every minute of Tabitha’s days. She might even be too efficient, but it was quickly obvious from her intricate tracking that Tabitha’s seizures had already reduced significantly. It could be a few more weeks before the VNS was at maximum efficiency, but it was definitely working.

I could tell that for myself during the two hours I’d spent with her. During that time, she’d only had one short myoclonic seizure, and there had also been a possible absence seizure. That was better than before the VNS insertion.

When I’d left for the day, Tabitha had looked me in the eye for just a brief second and said, “Bye.” It wasn’t much to a lot of people, but it meant the world to me. I still got teary-eyed just thinking about it. Of course, I was overly emot