Yesterday was August 9th, Audrey turned 4 years old. She is such a big girl now, capable of doing so much already. Wants to help whenever she sees me doing something, wants to teach her brother to do stuff, wants to be a very grown up girl now...but from time to time, she will still act like a little baby. We didn't have a party for her this year, I was just not in the mood. We went to Peter Piper, had some pizza and breadsticks, then the kids play a bit. Nicholas loves running around and had a great time himself. We joined up with Joyce and her family for dinner at TOMO, Japanese food.
After dinner we went home. On the way home they kids were talking and having a nice time. After I pulled in the garage and opened Audrey's door, I was going to go check the sprinklers, but she said: Mommy, what is brother doing....I looked over and saw him in a seizure! He was blue, so blue...his lips were pale, and he was white stuff was coming out the corner of his mouth. His eyes rolled up and barely opened. I pulled him out of the carseat and started calling him. He opened his eyes but they were looking up. I knew he was in a seizure again! Took him inside in my arms and started stimulating him, blowing his face, tapping his feet, calling his name...nothing was working, he was limp...didn't have any response. I called 9-1-1. The dispatcher was on the phone with me while the paramedics and fireman came. Those few minutes of waiting seems like a lifetime. Next time you see a fire truck with its sirens and lights on, get out of the way as much as you can! There is a reason why they are rushing to go where they need to go.
They arrived and I hung up the 9-1-1 call. They immediately gave him an oxygen mask, I was holding i to his face. Started checking his response and air passage. Asked me some questions relating to the incident that led up to this case. After a couple of minutes, they took him, push him out in a stretcher with the oxygen mask at his face. I called Joyce to go over to find Nicholas while I took Audrey upstairs and shower and got to the hospital as fast as I could.
He was in room 8, I walked the room and he was crying. It was like hearing him cry for the first time. I love that cry...the sound of that cry will always be in my memory. Joyce was there, the doctor was there, I immediately picked him up and held him to my heart. He hugged me. His fever was down, and his response was back. I am so relieved.
Middle ear infection. Maybe something viral. Maybe some complications that we will never know. Something caused the fever to shoot up like that. Anyhow, we need to keep a close watch on his temperature.
