Trip to the Hospital

Many of you have already heard and prayed about Charles's seizure 2 days ago. Here is a quick pic. of just how sad he was.
So, one last time (I've told the story at LEAST a dozen times already, but they say it helps to work through a trauma by talking about it...and that SEEMS to be working for ME! LOL)

Anyway. A couple of months ago Charles had a high fever which I was concerned about. In the middle of the night he had a BIG twitch...I paniced and called 911. I was embarassed b/c they asked how long it lasted..."30 seconds? a minute?" I told the EMT..."uhhhh, it was a twitch...but a BIG twitch" He assured me that I did the right thing in calling an not be embarassed but as Charles was smiling and happy and fine, it was, in fact...a twitch.

So, on Wed. as I was cooking dinner. Charles had been chewing his finger and felt warm to the touch but...just warm. I hadn't taken his temp. ...assuming he was cutting a tooth and had a little fever. I'm not a very over protective parent. He was clingy and sitting on my lap and he twitched. Steve was right next to me and I said "Look." b/c I wanted him to see the twitch. Then Charles twitched again and I said louder "Look!" at which point Steve looked over and Charles went into a full convulsion. We totally freaked out. Steve called 911 and the entire time he was on the phone Charles was in a seizure. As the fire truck, ambulance and wonderful neighbors we have arrived. An emt was getting out of the truck and about to get some gear when Steve yelled "He's still seizing!" at that point they ran, gearless into our living room to see our little baby convusling. Asked me something, I don't remember what...took him from my arms and exclaimed "We're takin' him!" and turned and high tailed it out of our living room in well, 30 seconds to a minute. I ran after them with no shoes, no ins. card and well, Charles broke my glasses last week and as I hardly ever wear them, I actually taped them up and was...yep, wearing them! YIKES!! (picture of THAT to follow when I'm feeling daring.)

I hope this story helps someone if you ever go through this. It was a febrile seizure which several hospital staff assured me they see every day and that there would be NO neurological damage. The poor baby was poked in every limb and prodded in places he hopes to never be prodded again.

In fact, I put a violin in his hands the next day, as he was running around as if nothing had happened...and now he can play! LOL

Thanks again for all your prayers...they worked immediately.