#grand maul seizure

[spinejackel]

i could have sworn i had a picture of him, but that sounds a lot like my sister liz’s cat juniper, but slimmer like this guy

havana browns are so pretty. honored by the comparison 💕

i’m crying at cuddly russian blue because i used to have the sweetest cuddliest russian blue when i was a kid😭 i know my mom has a picture of AJ somewhere

[promptsforyourwhumpfic]

The Grand A-Z List of Whump 2/3

This list contains ~174 items listed I to Q

As always, I heavily encourage people to research topics thoroughly when writing as it is important to avoid stereotypes/misinformation. This list's intention is not to glorify/romanticise sensitive topics in any way.

This is a comprehensive list of injuries, Illnesses and tropes - including those from the Whumptober 2023 trope vote!

All submissions are listed in italics, and those who wanted to be tagged will be included at the end. If you have any more submissions: please send them via DM/my ask box.

[A-H] [R-Z] [NSFW List]

List below the cut:

I

ICU

Identity reveal

Ignorance is Bliss

Ignoring an Injury

Immersion foot syndromes (Prolonged exposure to damp and cold)

Immobilization

Immortal healed wrong

Immunodeficiency

Impalement

Improvised medicine/treatment

Indigestion

Infected (Blood, Wound, Tattoo etc)

Infested

Injured caretaker carrying an even more injured whumpee.

Injured whumpee instructs caretaker how to treat them.

Injury Discovery

Injury Revelation

Insecurity

Insomnia

Insults

Internal Bleeding

Interrogation

Interventions

Intimate whumper

Intubation

Involuntary whumper

Isolation

Isolation/Quarantine

Itching

J

Jailed

Jamais vu (The experience of being unfamiliar with a person or situation that is actually very familiar.)

Jealousy

Jet Lag

Jumping (to safety, forced to jump)

Just dying in general.

K

Keeping quiet because the enemy is nearby

Keeping the whumpee awake

Ketosis (body burning fat for energy)

Kidnapped by the opposing team

Kidnapping

Kidney Stones

Killed! (Again and again and again for the lovely immortal whumpees<;3)

Kneeling

Knife through hand and into wall/floor

Knocked Out

L

Lab Rat

Laryngitis

Late realisation

Left for dead

Leprosy

Lichenberg scars/Lightning strike

Limited Medical Supplies

Live-Streamed/Broadcast torture

Lobotomy

Locked Up and Left Behind

Losing a Bet

Loss of appetite

Loss of reality

Lost (In the woods, city etc)

Lost voice

Low Blood Pressure

Lumbago (lower back pain)

Lupus

Lured into a trap

Lying

Lyme's disease

Lymphoma

M

Magical exhaustion

Magical healing

Magic whump (using spells to harm someone)

Manhandling

Major Character Death

Makeshift Splints

Malaria

Malnutrition

Manhandling

Mauled

Measles

Medical trauma

Medieval Torture

Memory Loss

Meningitis

Menstrual Cramps

Mental illness after being kidnapping (and addressing it)

Migraine

Military lovers

Military whump

Mind control/Manipulation

Miscommunication

Missing

Missing Person

Mistaken Identity

Misunderstanding

Mono

Mopping a sweaty brow with a cool cloth

Mudslides

Muffled Scream

Mugging

Multiple Sclerosis

Multiple Whumpees

Multiple Whumpers

Mumps

Muscular Atrophy

Mute

Muzzled

N

Nailed to a wall or floor

Nails digging into palms

Nail marks left in the whumpees skin

Natural Disasters

Nausea

Near-Death Experience

Necrosis

Neglect

Nerve damage

Nerve pain

Nightmares

No anesthesia

No goodbyes

Non-responsiveness

Nonhuman whumpee

Not allowed to die

Not Realizing They’re Injured

Nowhere else to go

Noxious (gas/fumes)

Numb

Numbness/Paralysis

O

Obsession (with finishing the mission, the whumper obsessed with the whumpee etc)

Open Fracture

Orthostatic hypotension (low blood pressure when standing)

Osteogenesis Imperfecta (brittle bone disease)

Outnumbered

Overdose

Overworked

Oxygen Deprivation

Oxygen Mask

P

Packing a wound

Panic attacks

Paralysis (this could be temporary or permanent)

Paranoia

Parent caring for sick child

Parkinson's

Passing out from pain

Passing out in arms

Permanent injuries that affect them long term

Phantom pain

Phobias (could lead to character stumbling and hurting themselves in an attempt to escape their fear)

Photographs/Polaroids ( Especially if they're of the kidnapped whumpee)

Physical Therapy

Piercing ripped out

Pinched nerve

Pinned Down/To The Wall

Plague

PMS

Pneumonia

Pneumothorax

Poisoning

Polio

Possession/possession recovery

Post-exertional malaise

Post-ictal confusion/any other symptoms (after a seizure)

POTS (Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome)

Power Fatigue

Praise (especially if it's from the whumper)

Pregnancy (morning sickness, self-conscious, hot flushes, tired and sleepy, general malaise, swollen feet, weird cravings...)

Presumed dead

Prisoner Exchange

Protecting friend from the whumpees own team (bonus points if doing it while injured)

Psychological Torture

Psychological Whump

Psychosis

PTSD

Pulled Muscles

Puncture Wounds

Q

Q-Fever

TAG LIST: Thank you very much to the following people for submitting ideas! (I apologise if some tags did not work, I'm not sure why tumblrs not letting me tag you!)

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[justalittletomato]

Now there was always difficulty in child rearing, more so in the case of young Zabraks.

The little tomato twins as so charmingly dubbed by their buir was weaning the little ones to solids.

However there was a dilemma…

Zabraks are more carnivorous, but as warned by Savage the little ones were no where near ready for delights such as Bantha steak or roasted tip yip.

Maul was also at a loss, with no memory of those early months or any experience with young Zabraks. His anxiety about the situation was “subtle” as he poured over books and prodded Savage for more information. “ I honestly can’t narrow it down, brother! The nightbrothers brought to us were fully weaned and already ready for meat cuts!” The golden night brother becoming worried for his own little ones who were just a few months younger…

Maul grumbled and looked over another book, meanwhile Starlight gently gave the twins a nice spoonful of bone broth. They delighted in the meal.

Cressie especially, almost seeming to dance in his high chair while his sister made a whining sound for more.

“They do love broth….”

“Bone broth? Oh yes it’s a favorite!” Savage commented.

“The marrow is the best part,” muttered a still upset Maul.

Starlight handed the bowl to Maul, an idea stewing in mind.

“The marrow….”

Savage and Maul were always generous with the bones in the broth, with a careful use of a knife, Starlight parted a bone.

Marrow. Soft and cooked, stir it enough and it should make a nice purée!

Starlight got to work.

A bowl of marrow, whipped up to a almost butter consistency. Perfect.

Well for starters the brother’s immediately looked to Starlight and their creation.

The aroma wafting about and little Cressie sniffing the air for the source. He waves his arms excitedly. Their little boy loved food!

Little Aster sniffed and cooed. More interest.

“Marrow, the best part” Starlight told the babies and raised a spoonful to Cress. He seemed hesitant but opened his mouth.

His little feet kicked and a grin spread over his face.

“Looks like we have a taker! Maul you give Aster some, you know your daughter, she’ll fuss less with you.”

No fuss was had. The twins happily ate up the whipped marrow with gusto and also a bit messily.

A bath would need to be ordered.

Maul already chatting about squiring more bones for the twins, “ Oh they’d love some Bantha, oh maybe a porg? Might need a bagful but…”

It was good to see Maul’s anxiety lessen, “ a gentle squeeze to the arm, “ One day at a time my Dawn…a Bantha will do fine for a long while.” A reassuring kiss to his cheek, “ Now does that mean you will go hunt it yourself?”

A low laugh, “ Of course, our little ones deserve grand foods.” Another squeeze to the arm, “and I will get them personally…”

Starlight smiles gently, “ what lucky little tomatoes we have..”

@patchiefrog @gran-maul-seizure @eyecandyeoz @storm89 @by-the-primes @pixiestookourstardust @apocalypticwafflekitten

[mystoriesmylives]

Clone OC: Nova

Nova

Species: Human (clone)

Gender: Male

Height: 6'0

Hair: Black, in a ponytail

Eyes: Brown

Home world: Kamino

Number: CT-6894

Rank: Sergeant

Affiliation: Grand Republic Army, 212 Attack Battalion

Personality and Traits: Sometimes gets into deep depressions, due to his background. Also has ptsd. Loves working with animals, thinks people are too complicated. Also found out he got a niche for pottery and glass work. Loves to display his crafts. Always suspicious of new people. Not so great at cooking, but loves to try out new dishes. Has a beard.

Background: Was a sergeant of the 212 attack battalion during the Clone Wars, but after order 66, he ran away because he couldn't deal with what he done and was frightened by what the Empire was doing to the clones. Spent the next decade living in the streets, hungry and exhausted. Settled on Daiyu, doing odd jobs to feed himself. He then tried to rob a woman but was quickly put down. That woman was Onora Prime. Realizing his state, she bought him a meal and gave him a job to watch over her massiffs while she on leave. Her kindness and care made him feel a deep affection for her. He is conflicted by his feelings due to finding out who her lovers are.

@eyecandyeoz @justalittletomato @gran-maul-seizure @amorfista @a-dorin @maelove21 @love-like-poetry @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @squidmccephalopod @kotic-kryptid @kimageddon @herbalinz-of-yesteryear @stardustbee

[former-ly-darth]

So my sister knows I have a tumblr blog dedicated to Darth Maul and was so excited to tell me a story the other day, basically how she kept on saying “grand-maul-seizure” when she was trying to say “grand mal seizure”

Boy oh boy, was I excited to tell her about the genius mind of @gran-maul-seizure

[o-wise-corvid]

Dathomir Daily

Pā’r’ugrin: known in Basic as “The Peregrine”

- one of the few Dathomiri legends told abroad in the galaxy

- it has been changed by telling and retelling so much that the original story has been lost

- Pā’r’ugrin is less an actual person and more a state of being that can be inhabited by anyone

-it simply means that the task they have taken up will either be completed or they will die trying

-the title was given to the great First King E’rros in his uniting of the Dathomiri peoples and the subsequent founding of their government

- most would assign this as simple patriotism if but for the well known and highly lauded fact that E’rros had a child and it was for her that all of his grand deeds were accomplished with a singular goal in mind: to provide her a home

Tag list: @alexeithegoat @thesitharts @crc-jedi-knight-serushna @hotshot9 @smoooothbrain @gran-maul-seizure @foreverchangingfandomsao3 @herbalinz-of-yesteryear @justalittletomato @stardustbee @storm89 @by-the-primes @ohboi @and-claudia @eloquentmoon

[aftergloom]

Five Songs

Rules: 🎶 when you get this, list 5 songs you’ve been listening to & tag 5-10 people. Thanks @zara2148

Literally everything I've been listening to lately is build for Crown of Horns. Like, compulsively. The same tracks over and over as the ship makes this sweeping pass over the planet and all Kai sees for miles is wartime remnants in the aftermath of the Nightsister genocide (then Savage takes this one sharp turn and boom, there's the Night City tucked in between the mountains.)

Some character and scene anthems below with very little context.

Jambi by Tool "Kohlma, again." Kai's Descent

So if I could I'd wish it all away If I thought tomorrow would take you away You, my peace of mind, my all, my center Just trying to hold on one more day

Darkangel by VNV Nation Feral's Theme

There is no faith in which to hide, even truth is filled with lies Doubting angels fall to walk among the living I'm in this mood because of scorn, I'm in a mood for total war To the darkened skies once more and ever onward

Emerge by Fischerspooner "The Malachor Incident" chapter anthem

You don't need to, emerge from nothing You don't need to tear away

Hopeless Wanderer by Mumford & Sons "Midnight on Moraband" chapter anthem

Don't hold a glass over the flame Don't let your heart grow cold I will call you by name I will share your road

The Grand Bazaar by The Tea Party Kai & Feral in the Night Market

Silence swimming in a pool of dreams Beneath its depths forgotten streams Above, the city of the evening star Behind its walls, the grand bazaar As she walks through its endless maze Cursing those who mistrust her ways Please my friend no matter what she sees Tell my lover come back to me

Tagging (No pressure): @herbalinz-of-yesteryear @grinningnexu @botherbother-blog @dawdreygore @spinejackel @gran-maul-seizure @maulieber

[trenidy-della]

I almost feel like I have been handling the recent stresses in my life too calmly.

My youngest step son was diagnosed with epilepsy on his first day of high school. He had an amazing first day and then was sitting at his computer like he normally does in the evening and just collapsed with a seizure. He went to the hospital via ambulance and had two more grand maul seizures through the night. He had one more later in the week, but it was a small tonic seizure. He has been free of them since his meds were upped to a higher dose for the last month. Then he had one at school today. He apparently felt it coming and got himself to the nurse before it came on. Then we were sitting at dinner this evening and he felt another one coming. It came on slow with an eye twitch that spread to a full clonic. It didn't last very long though the whole thing is tense and does feel like it is taking forever in the moment.

For both the initial incident a little over a month ago and today's I feel like I have handled it with more grace than expected. My anxiety is pretty high, but I am still functioning and getting stuff done. When my anxiety level gets too high usually I struggle with shutting down.

And while everything with the 14 year old is stressful enough, I have more on my plate than that. I have a new role as a Math Department Chair at my school, a department more than double the size of the staff that I had last year. We have been down two full teachers the whole year. Well mostly. We got one position filled briefly and then they quit after a week. So that has been great. (I am trying not to believe in curses, but damn, if the math department isn't cursed sometimes.) I FINALLY am supposed to have the department fully staffed by next week but I have been fielding a lot of angry parent emails and phone calls. I don't always do well with parents, and have spent a decent number of years in my career as a teacher actively avoiding parents if possible. Yet somehow I am almost revelling in dealing with the parents, as much as their disgruntled nature at the moment is stressing me out.

I've been able to count on everyone coming to work, or letting me know when something is wrong. The team comes to me and communicates with me. Which is awesome so that we can plan ahead and take care of issues as soon as possible, like covering classes this afternoon when one of the teachers got into a car accident this morning on the way to work. (She is okay. Very shaken up and had her airbag deployed so she will be out a few days.) This communication was not what I was getting from my smaller department last year. (One of the members of my team last year did a no-call, no-show AGAIN this year. I wrote him up for it at least 3 times last year. Their new manager is trying not to lose her mind.)

In addition to Department Chair and Sick Kid, I have also stepped up one of my secondary job titles of Lead Technology Liaison. I'[ve been meeting with the IT staff regularly to help finish the last of our transitions from our old parent company, and make sure that everything that we are doing in the process makes sense and is as seamless as possible. They are a great group and I am really enjoying working with them. It feels like we are finally making some positive changes that we were not able to make with our multinational giant corporate conglomerate overlords from before.

Oh... and did I mention that my Math Department is also onboarding as many people as all of the other departments combined? We had to clear house last year because of soooo much awful dead weight that was contributing to the downfall of our academic program. (When the kids say they learned nothing, I very much believed them.)

And while the list of stressors imply that I should be ready to collapse under the weight of it.... I feel like I'm not. I feel like I am rising to the occasion far better than I had to last year's challenges. I feel like I have calm and rationality in the face of it all, even when I feel like I have no reason to be.

I'm still not drinking, which I think has helped. I have continued to go to the gym and I work with a personal trainer at least once a week. My eating habits are okay... my sugar consumption is a little fucked since that seems to be the one place where my stress is really manifesting. Some dark chocolate something is just... *chef's kiss* when I want to run screaming from my responsibilities. I otherwise eat pretty healthy. Mostly "low carb" but high fiber and high protein.

I also did not expect this to get this long.

[justalittletomato]

Family Portrait (tomato 🍅 au)

A grand shout out to @kimageddon for this spectacular commission. Please go support her these works are incredible

Aria Baras-Oppress (Starlight), Maul , their twins Cress and Aster and their littlest Dan’ika

Cress hates formal wear but promised his Buir to take the photo. Aster can’t help but pose. Dani is happy as can be. Hell even Maul has a smile. Aria is the closest to looking serious.

@eyecandyeoz @by-the-primes @pixiestookourstardust @gran-maul-seizure @storm89 @patchiefrog @hannagoldworthy @apocalypticwafflekitten @stardustbee

[mystoriesmylives]

Clone OC: Ghost

Ghost

Species: Human (clone)

Gender: Male

Height: 6ft

Hair: Black, shaved

Eyes: Brown

Homeworld: Kamino

Number: CT-3623

Affiliation: Grand Republic Army, 797 Recon Squad

Rank: Commander

Personality and Traits: Very serious. Has absolute respect for his general. Has a weird quirk that his steps are absolutely silent, so he accidentally scares people, seemingly popping out of nowhere. Has a star map sleeve of all the places he and his squad had been into. Meditates and exercises alot to help deal with his stress. Does not know any other language besides basic. Has three scars over his face.

@eyecandyeoz @justalittletomato @gran-maul-seizure @amorfista @a-dorin @maelove21 @love-like-poetry @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @squidmccephalopod @kotic-kryptid @kimageddon @herbalinz-of-yesteryear @stardustbee

[zeenmrala]

get to know me tag game  ♡

tagged by: @corona-one / @seriowan - thank u friends, ily  ♡

rules: tag a few people you want to know better; make a new post, don’t reblog!

- favorite color: purple

- currently reading: star wars the high republic: into the dark by claudia gray. I love the high republic books so much!!!!!!!!!!!!

- last song: moonlight by ariana grande (it makes me so soft)

- last movie: annihilation (fucking unreal movie oh my god)

- last series: bridgerton season 2 (i love it so mUCH enemies-to-lovers makes me weak)

- sweet, spicy, savory: spicy

- coffee or tea: tea always and forever

- three ships: anidala, codywan and ventress/quinlan (dark disciple has me in a chokehold)

- first ever ship: honestly monica and chandler from friends lol

- currently working on: by the light of the second moon (next two chapters)

- favorite piece of clothing: my chromatica hoodie (im a lady gaga stan, who knew huh?)

- comfort food: spaghetti and red pesto 

- favorite time of year: autumn

- fav fanfiction: literally too many to count, so many from so many fandoms and years online i could not pick just one jsdfsjdfasjfhafjsafskd 

- tags for people i’d like to get to know better (no pressure!!!):

@elledjarin @lifeless-being @gggoldfinch @kimageddon @gran-maul-seizure @the-good-shittt @downinthewater and anyone who wants to play ♡

[lemmy-koopa-rocks]

Was wrong. Just did further research. What Rose has is more likely seizures, epilepsy. Look up the symptoms. I’m guessing Rose had to be in a hospital bed because she had a grand maul seizure(one of the many types of seizures an epileptic can have) at the doctor’s or the nurse’s office. If you have questions about epilepsy and how it is most likely what Rose has, message me. I have epilepsy myself.

[botchedbabe]

When I was 15 I had my first seizure. My very first boyfriend was driving and we were picking up my little sister from elementary school. We parked in the retirement home next door to her school and waited. While we were waiting I got a little dizzy so I placed my head on his shoulder, it slipped onto his lap and I had my very first grand maul. Of course I don’t remember what happened for the next few hours, but I guess he got ahold of my mom and I was taken to the hospital. He did not go with me. From that point on he would not hang out alone with me, we would not have sex, he wouldn’t let me stay the night or even watch a movie with me (I was having at least one every other day for a while with absolutely no cause). He dumped me on my 16th birthday. He said that it was “too difficult for him to see me in so much pain”. I thought about what he said every single day of my life for YEARS, it drove me to attempting suicide multiple times.

Anyway after he left (good riddance), dispite my neurologist’s opinion, my family and I decided to take me off of the birth control pills that I started taking only a month before that first grand maul. That didn’t stop them completely, but I went from having at least one every other day to once a week. So improvement, right? That was when my stupid know-it-all, but really know-nothing neurologist starting trial and erroring medications. After at least two dozen different medications which some caused me to throw up everyday, have a lot more seizures, slow down on them but still having the occasional, sleep for days at a time etc. I finally thought I found the miracle pill and went almost a year without seizing at all.

Then senior year of high school happened... sitting in Current World Problems class with a dickwad teacher who yelled at me minutes before for having my phone facedown in the corner of my desk while popular kids were literally showing him memes on their phones. Anyway the left side of my face tingled (as it always did milliseconds before), I remember thinking ‘Shit’ then dropping to the floor out of my desk. I guess the fire department showed up to the school and called my mom. I had pissed my pants and bit through the side of my tongue. I briefly remember walking into the hospital holding my moms hand asking her what happened, then I black out again.

The rest of that year was absolute hell, my asswipe Current World Problems teacher tried to fail me because I couldn’t take a big test because I was IN THE HOSPITAL-my mom bitched him out and I passed barely with a D-. Other students were dicks and called me names because of my pants pissing. There was a rumor spread that my boyfriend (who I didn’t have) was beating me and that’s why I had a black eye and a fractured nose, NOT because I cracked my face on my desk on the way down and then hit my face against the ground before someone flipped me over. I later found out that most of the kids that were in my classroom when that happened didn’t defend me and were spreading the rumors as well.

Moral of this story is learn who your real friends are, I have kept ONE best friend through that entire thing-beginning to end. He saw me at the hospital, brought me flowers and slept on the couch beside me, even went to senior prom with me.

Secondary moral of this story is no matter how bad life gets, don’t give up. I just passed 7 years since that last one and my life is getting better by the second. I went from a depressed, anxiety ridden, suicidal bitch who avoided the world and as many people as I possibly could- now I’m 25, engaged to the love of my life, very successful insurance salesman, own my home, two dogs. Life couldn’t be better, sometimes I look at the scars on my wrist (poorly concealed with tattoos) and I think about how stupid I was to think that killing myself would fix anything.

But with absolutely everything that has happened, If I could go back in time, I wouldn’t change a thing (:

@fuckepilepsy

[justanotherpersonsuniverse]

Was wrong about what Rose might have. Just did further research. What Rose has is more likely seizures, epilepsy. Look up the symptoms. I’m guessing Rose had to be in a hospital bed because she had a grand maul seizure(one of the more dangerous types of seizures an epileptic can have) at the doctor’s or the nurse’s office. If you have questions about epilepsy and how it is most likely what Rose has, message me. I have epilepsy myself.

Interesting guess, I’m not gonna say anything though, not yet

[jenn-the-mostly-harmless]

I have ADHD and I was medicated starting in elementary school, through high school. I started on Ritalin and then moved quickly to Dexadrine, my brother (ADD) took similar meds, but changed to Aderall in highschool and freshman year of college. My husband is also ADD and took meds starting in middle school. TLDR: From our experiences, I would say medication should be your very very last stop after trying everything else. If you can avoid them until at least puberty, I would at all cost.

That said, some ADD/ADHD folks I've known as adults swear by their meds and I respect that completely.

So, long form explanation. Many of the medications when I was a child (all the ones I mentioned by name) are basically speed. The full name of the Dexadrine I took for most of my childhood? DextroMETHAMPHETAMINE. They absolutely helped me focus in school, but I was also an incredibly violent child, and they exacerbated that. Long term amphetamine use can also cause long term brain damage.

I don't have any proof, but I personally found that taking it made my problems with emotions and violence much much worse, culminating in me biting a guy on the steps of my dorm in freshmen year of college. (He was literally twice my size and deserved it, but that's still not ok adult behavior on my part.) That was when I quit taking my meds and I've been becoming a calmer and better person ever since, but the initial change was immediate.

I also have Borderline Personality disorder. Most people don't know this, but this disorder is actually a physical brain difference. Basically, the parts of my brain that handle stress never grew to an adult size. I'm functioning with a teenager's level of emotional volatility and stress processing, largely by using experience and logic. It sucks, and again, while I don't have any proof...one of those side effects of long term meth amphetamine use? Yeah, they effect the same parts of the brain. Even if my meds weren't directly responsible for this, it seems scientifically plausible to me that my brain would have grown differently if it had been left to it's own devices.

I have a fantastic relationship with my parents, and I know they were doing their best, but I still resent them for this one thing. I didn't have agency or information as a child, and I'll never know for sure what effects it had as an adult. If you can avoid giving your child brain altering drugs, I think you should. Not all of the medication available now fits into this category, but I would still be wary.

That said, I WOULD encourage therapy. Lots of it. DBT training for the little one and family counseling to understand what she's experiencing, so you can better understand why her behavior is intense and how to get ahead of it as a team.

Hey

So my 9 year old daughter has ADHD and possibly Oppositional Defiant Disorder. My wife is against medication at such a young age and I tend to agree with her... but I want the best chance for my girl to have a good life. If you have either or both, can you help me out here? What are your stories? Did medication help or hurt?

The only article I found so far says that it is common for pediatricians to prescribe medication and endorse behavioral therapy that heavily involves input from the parents. That sounds right to me, but I need to do some more research before I suggest another doctor's visit.