Sunday, December 25, 2011
Another seizure ....
Poor sick lil Tobo : (((
Thursday night our beloved son had another febrile convulsion/seizure (fever fit). This one lasted much longer, around 12-15 minutes, and it scared the 7*(*&(*&%^&^ out of us all. Daddy was home and so was poor Willo, just turned 13. What a horror for a young man to see.
Toby is okay!
It was just so scary, just as scary as last time, though I managed to hold it together (just), I did think my boy was dying .. again ... and while I know about febrile convulsions now and I know they happen to some kids and they grow out of them, shit, when you watch the most precious little thing in your life, the love of your life, lie on a couch his arms and legs jerking towards his chest every second or so, and his eyes open, slightly rolled back and focussing on God knows what ... you just lose it.
I called the ambulance after 3-5 minutes of the fit starting ... they took 9 minutes to arrive this time ... but Tobo was coming to by the time they got here. Mummy went in the ambulance to Princess Margaret Hospital for kids in Perth, and dad and Willo followed in the car.
Toby's temp peaked at 39.4 in the ambulance, he had an EEG, his heart rate was 169/140 ... we had four hours in the hospital under observation. Poor Toby was listless, he couldn't sit up by himself, he cried when they looked down his throat, and, again, he was naked and we had to catch his pee-pee. No infections detected. He slept on mummy's chest for a couple of hours, then he perked up and smiled : ))) He had a walk in dad's arms around the ward and he noticed the stars on the floor and pointed and said loudly "Star!' "Star!"
We got the all clear and went home aground 3am. I stayed up with little baby boy on her lap watching late night crap on TV just watching him breathe. At 6am, an hour after the sun rose, his temp spiked again and by then I was beside myself with lack of sleep and fear ... and I was terrified he would fit again ... he was so hot ... I woke Bob and we sponged Tobo down and he fell asleep in-between mummy and daddy.
We've been fighting the fever with Neurofen and Panadol the past couple of days. Toby has been very ill this time. He has been a cling-on koala. He has been attached to me for the past 3 days. He wouldn't sleep without mum, settle without mum, do anything without mum. God, I am so privileged to have this gorgeous loving creature as my child!!!
We went back to our GP this morning ... seriously, more so to calm me down than for Toby. GP says let it run its course, he is fine and no need for blood tests (I wanted blood tests, a at san, MRI and and a consult to a neurologist ...)
Tonight Toby had Neurofen at 7pm and he stirred at 11pm and he was lovely and cool, he went back to sleep. The fever has broken.
I leave you with this, so true .... and some Tobertron pics.
Merry Christmas everyone!!!
"Making the decision to have a child - it's momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body." - Elizabeth Stone
Posted by Phoenix at 1:47 AM