Yesterday stared off a normal day. Ethan ran around playing and tormenting the dogs and cats. Malia took a nap, then we headed off to my mom's house for a bit. I was going to just say a few minutes to drop something off, but decided to stay, and I'm so glad I did.
After a little while Ethan climbed up on my mom's chair and said he wanted to go "seepy". He had woken up early so I didn't think anything of it at the time. He slept for a good hour and a half there. My sister stopped by after work and after about 20 min or so I noticed Ethan was awake so I went over to see him and that is when the day changed for the worse.
I picked him up a little bit and noticed he was shaking really bad. I called his name a few times, but nothing. My sister, who is a nurse, came over and said he's having a seizure. The only thing I could think of was call 911. I handed him to her and called. I could see her carry him over to the the floor and lay him down. His body was convulsing for what seemed like forever. As I was talking to 911, I heard my sister say, his lips and fingertips are turning blue. That's when I thought, oh my gosh he's going to die in front of me and there is nothing I can do to stop it. I have never felt more terrified or helpless than I did at that moment. I was praying like crazy in my head that everything would be ok. I think I asked my sister about 10 times over a few seconds if he had a pulse and if his heart was beating. She kept saying yes there's a heartbeat, yes he has a pulse. I'm so grateful she was there. It's funny, I totally know what to do in situations like that, but when it was my own child, I couldn't think straight, I knew that she knew what she was doing and that she would do everything she could to help him.
I remember seeing his little body gasping for air and not responding and I just prayed and prayed that it would just stop, then it did. His body stopped shaking, his color came back, I finally felt a little relief. I called Adam after I got off the phone with 911. He was probably just a little shocked when I said he had a seizure, since I had just talked to him and everything was fine. I felt bad for him because he wasn't there and really couldn't do anything but wait and listen to what I was telling him.
The paramedics got there just after the seizure stopped and they were wonderful. He was still not awake or responding to anything, but at least he was breathing. They checked all of his vitals, and he did have a fever of 102. They said that it is very common to have a febrile seizure in children his age, still not much comfort. He finally opened his eyes to see about 7 paramedics standing over him poking and prodding him, and he had the most confused look on his face, like who are these people and what the heck are they doing to me, and then I heard him cry, I never thought I would be so incredibly thankful to hear him cry, but I was. He cried for a bit and then was kind of out of it for the next little bit. They said it's normal to be sleepy and out of it for a while. After he was a little more responsive they said that they had a standing order that if a child has a seizure with a fever and it's there first, they don't transport to the hospital, what? I guess it's really common and there isn't much more they can do. They told me to call his doctor and see what she wanted me to do. We did, and she said, go to the ER.
So we headed off to TMC. My sister came along and checked on him in the car to make sure he was ok. When we got there it was completely empty and we got right into a room. Adam met us there, and I'm sure he was so incredibly glad to see Ethan. He basically slept the entire time we were there. The doctor came in and said the same thing the paramedics did. It's very scary, but not dangerous. It happens a lot, etc. But that he could have another and that would be normal too! WHAT? How is this normal??? That's about all they did. They said just to watch him and give him Tylenol with his fever. Well, he finally woke up at about 5 with no fever, and totally back to the normal bouncing off the wall Ethan that we are used to. He acted as if nothing happened and that continued. Last night there was no way he was sleeping in his bed by himself, so there he was in between Adam and I with Finding Nemo on, and he was loving it. Throughout the night I remember waking up A LOT and just checking on him to make sure he wasn't getting too hot and that he was ok. He woke up quite a bit too, he wanted his diaper changed, a drink, a bandage, and I think he wanted to play a little too. I guess he wasn't that tired after basically sleeping from 12 to 5.
We just wanted to blog about this in case you haven't heard of this. It is pretty common and apparently if it only last a few minutes is not dangerous, just extremely scary to watch. We are so grateful for the family that we have here in town that were able to help out, and our family that is not here that prayed for everything to be ok. I know our prayers were answered and we are so grateful to the Lord for getting us through this with him ok. As I type this I hear Ethan running around telling our dogs what to do. He's definitely back to himself.