From Battling Epilepsy to Graduating at the Top of Her Class
For Katie, living with epilepsy meant feeling like she was always three conversations behind.
The multisport athlete often describes it using an analogy: “Imagine you’re on the volleyball court sideline for a one-minute timeout, and the coach is talking to you, giving you feedback, but you can’t process it quickly enough to use it on the court when the timeout is over.”
Whether it was trouble keeping up with conversations around her, making sense of vocabulary words or explaining a concept out loud, Katie lagged when it came to processing information.
When Katie was in the fifth grade, her mom, Anne—a teacher herself—realized she was only reading at a second-grade level.
“I was concerned about the fact that, when Katie would take written assessments, she’d do very poorly,” Anne said. “But if her teachers read something aloud to her and explained vocabulary terms to her that she didn’t know, her score would go up significantly—on the same test. So, we knew there were processing issues, but we weren’t sure what to do.”
A Long History of Seizures
Katie, now almost 20 years old, doesn’t remember much about the first time she had a seizure, but Anne recalls it vividly. It was the night of Katie’s first birthday celebration. Her family was living in Utah but visiting relatives in Indianapolis.
“My husband woke me up in the middle of the night and told me he thought Katie was having a seizure,” Anne said. “She was vomiting out of one side of her mouth. She couldn’t catch her breath. She was turning blue. We found out later that, by the time the paramedics arrived, Katie’s blood oxygen level was so low that they thought she wasn’t going to make it to the hospital.”
Thankfully, Katie responded to rescue medications to control the seizure.
“The medical team chalked it up to a febrile seizure, which is triggered by a high body temperature,” Anne said, “but we knew she hadn’t had a fever.”
The family spent two extra weeks in Indianapolis, then flew back to Utah, where Anne immediately took Katie to see her pediatrician.
“I was concerned because weird things were happening, like her lips turning blue, but he kept telling me everything I was saying was normal,” she said.
After six months, Anne requested a referral to a children’s hospital in Salt Lake City, a two-hour drive from their home. The medical team there ran tests but wasn’t able to pinpoint what was going on with Katie. Still, they prescribed her an anti-seizure medication.
That became the story of Katie’s life for more than a decade.