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Just before Morgan’s birthday, he started coming down with a light fever, so we gave him something cold to chew on and chalked it up to teething (he had a few teeth getting ready to come in). Unfortunately, he just got warmer, so Darrell gave him to me while he went upstairs to grab the thermometer and the tylenol. Morgan was somewhat non-responsive for a minute and just looked like he was zoning out and his breathing was really erratic. So we called the Nurse’s line and they told us to call 911. I have never had to call 911 before, so yay for new experiences??? Either way, the ambulances show up, and of course, he is acting fine and they can’t see anything wrong with him, but they still think we should go to the ER. No need for an ambulance, so we just put him in the car and go to the closest ER. After about 2 hours there, they did a chest x-ray to check for pneumonia and it came back clear, so they sent us home.
We got home, got the boys fed and in bed and then we hit the sack. Around midnight, Morgan woke up fussing, so we brought him into bed with us. He wasn’t warm, so we just cuddled and went back to sleep. Sometime around 2:30 or so, we woke up and Morgan was roasting. He was super hot to the touch and Darrell jumped up to get some tylenol and the thermometer. He tossed me a cool rag while he dosed up the tylenol and I put it on Morgan’s head. As soon as I touched his head, he started seizing and was just shaking and non responsive. I yelled to Darrell to call 911 again and after an agonizingly long 2 minutes, Morgan came out of the seizure and was starting to slowly respond to me. One of the ambulances that showed up that time was the same as the first time, so it was at least some familiar faces. They recommended another ER trip and since Edward was sleeping and we only have the one car, we got a quiet Ambulance ride to the ER. They did some more testing, but everything came back as just a febrile seizure, so they discussed how we needed to keep his temperature down and watch for spikes. After another 4-5 hours, we were on our way back home and had to stop and get some Motrin to go with the tylenol we had at home. Scary, scary, but at least we had an idea on what to do so we don’t freak out anymore. I didn’t freak out too much as I had a roommate in college who had seizures, so I had an idea on what to do, but having already lost a child, my brain immediately went to worse case scenario. So I just have to tell myself – breathe..
