My 17-year old son had a seizure on a beautiful morning last May...he had a HUGE brain tumor, tennis-ball sized. Thank God it was benign and removed, but our lives changed in a split-second! His very rare tumor could have been cancer but wasn't. It had been there most, if not all, of his life. His tumor had created a midline shift, meaning it had moved from one hemisphere of the brain to the other...which, they say, is BAD. Every day is precious! Every day. Every day.
My Point is....I second that!