One Hell of a Day

So some of you know the whole story and some of you know some and some of you know none of what happened last Wednesday so I will try to be brief but get it all down.

It started out like any typical day - Greyson was a bit clingy but I attributed that to the fact that Raif was out of town. I asked him if he felt OK and he said he felt fine so off we went to school. I got a call about 10:30 that he was running a fever and to come get him. I arrived at school, picked him up (literally and figuratively) and walked outside to put him in the car. He was in my arms as I was putting him in the car seat when I felt something warm run down my chest - he had peed on me then he arched his back, his eyes rolled back into his head and he began to have a seizure.

I ran back into school and screamed for help. Greyson's and Quinn's preschool is an integrated school - both typically developing and special needs children attend - so the staff has dealt with their fair share of seizures and it showed. Mr. Shaune grabbed Greyson put him on the ground, rolled him on his side, cleared his throat in a matter of seconds. They called 911 and swept a poor confused and scared Quinn back into her classroom. They were incredible. I was a terrified mess. Minutes later, with a still seizing Greyson, the ambulance arrived and off Greyson and I went on our second ambulance ride of our 4 years together.

To complicate matters even further my darling husband was in Tyler TX giving a final presentation of a project he had been working on for 5 months. I was on the phone with him telling him what was going on. I don't know who had it worse - me being there and watching it all happen or Raif being 500 miles away and completely helpless.

By the time we got to the hospital Greyson had stopped seizing but was still unconscious for another good 30 minutes. It took another hour before he would respond and sometime after that before he spoke but slowly my little boy came back to me and the first time he said "Mommy" I wept like a baby.

The doctors think he had a febrile seizure which is a seizure brought on by a rapid rise in temperature. It is apparently somewhat common in children - about 1 in 25 get them. In the medical community they are really non-events. The ER doctor told us that if he has another one that we shouldn't even call 911 unless it lasts more than 5 minutes (yeah right). Apparently they have no lasting effects and most of the time only occur once (only 10% of children who have one have another) and kids usually grow out of them by the time they are 5 or 6.

He has no memory of what happened and the only injury sustained was that he bit through the side of his tongue and that is pretty sore. Otherwise he is no worse for wear. I think the seizure did more damage to me than him.

We went to get him checked out by his pediatrician yesterday who gave him a clean bill of health. Due to his past history however, on a precautionary note, his doctor has ordered an EEG. The best part of this is that it is a sleep deprived EEG. The night before the test we are only allowed to let him sleep 4 hours. How the hell I am going to keep a boy that sleeps a good solid 12 hours a night up for 8 of those is beyond me.

So there you have it - another chapter in the life of Greyson. Oh the stories I have to tell him when he finally has children.