Well, I have to start this posting by saying how grateful I am to a loving Heavenly Father who watches out for our children when we are on the other side of the house.
Last night the boys were watching The Wiz, I was online doing another roll-out lesson for the New Family Search website, and Ryan went into the bathroom. Emma had gone to bed a couple hours prior to this.
While Ryan was on the "throne" he heard Emma playing, or so he thought. Nope! He was ready to reprimand her for not sleeping yet, when he saw her fully engaged in a grand mal febrile seizure. I'm not sure it that's the official term for her type of febrile seizure, but her entire body was fully engaged and violent, so much so that she was actually falling off the bed. Ryan called me back into the room to be there with him and Emma. Of course, the boys naturally followed me in as they heard their daddy say, "Um, Heidi, I think Emma's having a seizure." Duh! He told me today that of course he knew she was, but didn't want to alarm the boys. Too late. Will took one look at his little princess and cried and said he was scared she would die. Ryan shooed them out of the room and we handled the necessary medical tasks we are used to with Tommy. I made sure Emma was safe on her bed, putting her back up onto it when she fell off.
As I put her onto her bed though, she vomited and so I put her onto her side. At that point we decided not to call the on-call ped in our clinic but rather 911. By now her seizure was into about minute 5 or 6. So I spoke with them and Ryan went out and calmed the boys down. Emma still seized and then gradually it went from all engaged to just her legs and mouth. Then finally her legs stopped, and just her mouth was engaged. That's when she sneezed vomitous and I called back to our friends at 911 to ask their ETA, that she had sneezed the vomitous and she told me to hold on, she checked their ETA and then they were outside our door. By now it was about 10 minutes into it. Finally it stopped as they began to walk into our threshold of our home.
So it was quite an eventful night. To make a long story short, her chest x-ray was clear, so no aspiration, which was a concern for us and the doctor as well. Her ears were clear, which was a surprise to me, because when my kids get high fevers and seizures, it's always been because of an ear infection or two at once. Her UA was clear. The poor little thing had to have a cath put in. I felt so awful for her, she was screaming and crying and saying "ouch" and "ow". She actually put her hand up to me for me to hold it through the pain. I couldn't take it and started crying too.
Her only diagnosis? 102.6 temp upon admittance into the ER and a swollen lymph node on her left side of her neck. So they gave us an rx of amoxicillin and released us at 2:30 in the morning. So I didn't sleep until after 3:00; good thing Ryan had the day off today!!! I needed to sleep in, and boy did I ever. 9:00 was wonderful.
Emma's much better today, but still feverish. I got her some Pedialyte and her Rx at the drugstore and so between Mr. Amoxicillin and Ms. Ibuprofen she's feeling better.
Well, I'm gonna sign off for now.
All I can say is, I am grateful Ryan had to poop or Emma could've been far worse off.