Wednesday, Dec 20th 10:15PM
(me thinking to myself, "I should probably go on and take a Lune$ta so I can get a good night's rest. I'm exhausted from this past week." I fell into a deep sleep, glad that our children went to bed early and even more glad that CollegeStudent wrapped gifts for me in preparation for leaving for south GA this afternoon.
"Momma! Wake Up! Somethings wrong with Big Brother. He's shaking and making weird noises and I can't get him to wake up." Was I dreaming or was someone standing beside the bed talking to me?
"He's having a bad dream, that's what he always does" I replied in my sleeping daze.
"NO! Get up! Somethings wrong with him. I think he's having a seizure!"
I don't remember my feet touching the stairs.
I found him jerking in the bed with his face twitching to the side, slobbering all over his face and pillow. His jaw was ridged and he sounded like he was choking. I reached out to turn him to his side and my hands felt the burn of the heat of his skin. My mind kicked into overdrive. Is he just chilled? Is he having a seizure? I don't know much about seizures having never witnessed one. His body was rigid and limp all at the same time. He wasn't choking but he was making noises that frightened me. I gathered all 41 pounds of him in my arms and when I turned towards the door, Hubby was there with open arms. He carried him down the stairs while it continued. I phoned our Dr friend next door and he helped me through a verbal assessment of his condition. I answered the questions as best as I could and checked for the things that he instructed me to check for.
"Sounds like a febrile seizure and he probably should be checked out."
Another trip to the hospital :)
This time we went to the one where children go. We were seen immediately and his temp was 105.8F
I'd say that's a pretty clear indicator of what's wrong. They gave him a Tylenol suppository. He didn't like it - but who would? They hung an IV and I appreciated the mother's touch of those two nurses who got that thing going.... Daddy was a bit out of it with worry but the Dr was right there beside everything talking the room through what was happening, trying to get a clear understanding of what was happening. Big Brother still wasn't fully conscious. They were smart enough to draw the labs through the IV insertion so there were no additional needle sticks. The nurse swabbed his nose and throat and whisked out the door.
There was a shift change and we expected to be in the room for about an hour or more. To our delight and surprise, the new ER Doc came through the door 10 minutes later and began explaining what had happened, what was happening and where we were going from there.
He tested positive for Influenza A and will sleep most of the day. We are to alternate acetaminophen and ibuprofen every 4 hours, keep him still and keep him hydrated. He can do what he is able but he will want to sleep as much as possible for at least the next 12 hours. The possibility of another seizure is unlikely.
We were in the ER less than 2 and a half hours.
His temp is sitting at 101 right now and has been there for the past hour or so. We are trying to formulate a plan for this afternoon and our trip.
I'm running out of time and my family wants my attention.
The other thing running through my mind is that KARLA IS GOING TO HAVE A BABY TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!! (I have words to share about that but they will have to wait)
Blessings everyone :)