Jojo's story
Meet Jojo
Anyone who meets Jojo says she's magnetic. When she locks eyes with a stranger, her face lights up, her eyes glimmer, like she's just won a big prize, and the prize is time with you.
She was also born with SCN8A, a severe genetic epilepsy. When she has a seizure, she stops breathing, goes limp, and turns blue, and we pray she'll breathe again. Not every child with SCN8A does.
We still remember the silence as the ICU team quietly left the room after Jojo stopped breathing and had to be resuscitated. They left so the two of us could hold our baby and cry, because we all knew in that moment that this wasn't just an everyday seizure anymore.
She was in the hospital at least 10 times in her first year. Today she takes three medications, seven doses a day, and has 15 hours of appointments and therapy every week. She still wakes up every hour or two at night.
On a good day now, Jojo is run, run, running around the park, laughing and stopping for family hugs. She points to a fleeting bird, shouts “con chim non!” and bursts into giggles. She claps for herself, proud that she made it up and down the slide all alone. And we get to watch her see the world for the first time.