As you might be able to tell from my ability to post TWO book reviews, life has been ticking along (relatively) smoothly. We have plenty of ups and downs, and I’m more than ready to be done with CPS, but by God’s grace we’re doing pretty well. So, of course, we had to have some crazy random event to spice things up…
This morning I was in the kitchen helping the older two with breakfast when I heard PJ say, “Baby. BABY.” I turned around to see her staring blankly, unable to be aroused from her trance. We found her to be unresponsive to our voices, touch, and waving in front of her face. Her eyes were widely dilated. Yikes. Not normal. After 30 loooonnngg seconds, she came out of it and resumed eating and babbling.*
PJ and I discussed in the incident, debating whether to call the doctor immediately or watch her for awhile. And then she had another episode. And another. Ok, I guess we’ll call now. I called to let them know about Baby’s possible seizure activity, and they referred us straight to the ER. Awesome. I thanked them, hung up the phone, and burst into tears. I don’t do so well with change-of-plan medical emergencies. Yes, I worked in an ICU.
Thankfully, today was our homeschool co-op day, so we were able to drop Boy and Girl off for our regularly planned school day. It was such a blessing to leave them with sweet friends for a structured day instead of trying to corral THREE kids in a tiny ER room.
Long story short, we spent six hours in the ER, first ruling out meningitis with blood work, a CT scan, and spinal tap, then waiting four hours for the neurology team to give us a plan. Baby was a trooper, although she put up a mighty fight during the spinal tap. Her screaming tired her to the point of a two hour nap, thank the Lord!
We were sent home to resume life as normal until we can schedule an appointment with a neurologist. Baby has more testing, appointments, and medications in her future. We were told that the type of seizure that she had is “the best kind of seizure to have”, although it is very unusual for a child so young to have these type of seizures.
Today completely blindsided us, but even in the midst of the craziness we were able to see how gracious God was. We witnessed the seizures instead of completely missing them. The older kids had a place to stay. We live in a town with a wonderful children’s hospital, where we waited less than five minutes to get treatment started. Our family and church supported us throughout the day—we received so many offers of help, so many prayers, and so many words of encouragement. I knew that we would lack for nothing, no matter how the day turned out. We got to bring our baby home, where she has resumed stuffing her face, tearing the house apart, and shrieking at the top of her lungs in valiant attempts to get her way!
We will continue on this journey in the manner we started this morning—by faith—knowing that “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever” (Hebrews 13:8).
*PJ noticed the beginning of Baby’s seizure because he noticed her stop eating in the middle of a meal—an unheard of event for our kid who loves to eat!