The Day Adam’s Seizures Stopped
To this day, it still hurts Arlene Martell to look at baby pictures of Adam. The round-faced, beaming youngster with plump cheeks and bright, hazel eyes reminds her of the way her son once was, before the nightmare of his later years. Martell began to lose Adam when he was two. The toddler would line his toys up and build things in perfect symmetry. He liked puzzles. Martell thought he was just smart for his age, not realizing Adam was exhibiting autistic tendencies.