Thursday, April 15, 2010
One of the scariest days of my life
I remember Feb. 2nd, 2006 as if it was yesterday. The day started off like any normal day, but add in T's 1 yr check up as well as me being 35 weeks pregnant and having to try and rest since I was in preterm labor. T's appointment was in the morning, when we got back I fed him lunch and put him down for a nap. He woke up early from his nap and when I checked on him he felt warm so I gave him some Tylenol and he went back to sleep. The rest of the day was normal and no sign of a fever again. After dinner I was getting T ready for his bath while my husband was filling the tub. I noticed while T was on the floor that something just didn't seem right. I called my husband into the room and when he came in he was sure everything was ok he picked him up and right then I knew. I can still remember my words "then why does he look limp, his eyes are rolling back, Oh My GOD he is having a SEIZURE!" I immediately ran for the phone and called 911. What was less then 5 minutes felt like 30. T was turning grey and his lips blue, he was convulsing, then his breathing started again but very shallow. As soon as the ambulance arrived T was already coming out of it. We decided to take him to the hospital ourselves. At the hospital they were great they took us to a bed right away. The doctor came to us immediately and his Pediatrician was on call that night and was there in 20 minutes. After several hours and a few tests later it was decided that T had a Febrile seizure. The doctor explained to us anytime he showed any sign of a fever to start him on medications alternating between Tylenol and Motrin every 3 hours until the fever breaks. Now that he had one it is likely he can have another. He also assured us that the seizure did more harm to us as parents than to him. Little did we know that though he may have had a febrile seizure that night it was just the start of what was to come and opened our eyes to the fact he was actually having seizures before then we just didn't know it.
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