Going Back Again

After being so frightened from the exorcist-like seizures, I've decided I must go back.
I had a small bout of shingles, slept a lot, talked to friends and prayed with my spiritual friends. The outcome of this is - I must go back to my parents house.
Of course I do. They are my parents, and I can't just leave them to fight this disease alone.
My Catholic friends told me the devil is trying to scare me away. So, when they put it like that, I'm not going to let him take over my family. But I am scared. I don't feel comfortable seeing what is happening with her now - with these strange seizures, and grunts.
They really frighten me.
My sister inlaw called last night and told me just to call out "Jesus, Jesus" when the seizure occurs, or to start saying the Hail Mary prayer until the seizure passes. This was excellent advice, because I've been feeling so helpless. Though I think praying gives me the tools to overcome the moment, and not feel so helpless or alone.
It was a great piece of advice. Like, when you call 911 in an emergency, but, maybe you should call for Jesus first.