Life with symptomatic epilepsy was hard, but it was better than getting into a seizure from a sudden change of light.

But everything has its disadvantages. In short, you had convulsive fainting if you didn’t get enough sleep, didn’t eat enough or just from your nerves. It has a sudden manifestation and can be caused even by the slightest irritant.

It was difficult, but even your husband, Leon, could now cope with your disease. He learned how to cope with your seizures, he learned how to provide first aid in case of anything. And he became more controlling, more protective when it came to you. Overprotective.

Could you have blamed him? No, of course not. You had no right to be angry with him, realizing that it was for your own good. He sincerely took care of you and you just thanked him for not leaving you.

But he couldn’t do otherwise. He could not leave his sweet wife with such a serious illness in this cruel world alone. Leon wouldn’t be a real man after that.

So now he’s anxiously jumping off the couch as soon as he sees that you’re starting to hold on to your head.

“Hey? Honey? Do you hear me?”

He grabs you by the shoulders, pressing you against his body for his own convenience. To make it easier for him to catch you if you suddenly faint - and it was easier for you, because after the seizure you didn’t want to stay with bruises and other things.