Little Man needs a break

As I'm typing, Aidan is taking his 3rd nap of the day.  It's not even noon yet.

School has been pushed to the back burner, because he has so many brain interruptions, it takes a half hour to get through a lesson that should have taken 10mins.  Then he's so exhausted he has to rest.

I thought he was having a better day yesterday.

But then that evening he started pointing into the air at nothing, saying, "Look mom!"  I looked and looked, but couldn't see anything, not even a piece of fuzz or dust.  He had this look of absolute wonder and awe on his face.  His eyes were dilated, even though the room was flooded with evening sunlight.  He followed this "thing" all around room, trying to cup it in his hands.  Eventually he did, while exclaiming, "Wow!"

I asked what he could see.  No response.

After getting him ready for bed, I asked him again.

This time he replied, "A small planet! Floating!"

At least it wasn't a frightening hallucination.

For about a week now, I've noticed things that made me wonder if he was hallucinating.  But nothing was this clear, and obvious.

This is one of those things that I've been grateful he wasn't experiencing.  I've witnessed some pretty unpredictable behavior from those having hallucinations brought on by seizures and other serious illnesses.

Now he is.

Hard day. :(