I remember it so distinctively.
I turned towards the window to roll out of bed to make the morning bathroom break.
I remember exactly how the room smelled.
What I was wearing.
and even my thoughts, that I couldn't wait to "go" and then come back and get some cuddle time with Jake.
My feet didn't even hit the floor, when I heard the strangest sound and then the bed, almost violently shake.
I had remembered a similar incident a couple years earlier when the space shuttle blew up over East Texas. It was similar in the respect of a bed doesn't usually shake like this, but different, because I didn't hear "that sonic boom" I heard a couple years earlier, and I knew something was very amiss.
I turned back to the bed, only to see Jake flat on his back. His toes stiff and pointed inward. His arms jetted out, hands stiff and curled in.
his body was violently jerking uncontrollably.
Then my eyes made their way up to his head.
The most distinct "clicking noise" was coming form his blue mouth.
His eyes were open, but rolled all the way back in his head.
I slightly remember trying to shake him "awake."
I then recall being on the phone, almost calmly asking my mom, if I should call 911 or just let it pass.
About this time I see his lips going from blue to purple.
I immediately hung up with my mom, called 911, and called Matt on the other phone.
The rest is a blur.....For what ever reason I do remember some female cop in the house, along with what seemed like a million other people in uniform, telling me to get dressed and get my purse (lord knows what I was or wasn't wearing). I heard her, but it didn't sink in that I had to go anywhere, because I didn't want to walk away from my baby even for a second. I then remembr her looking at me again, as my precious baby was being wheeled out on a stretcher, with tubes from his arms, telling me I had to get my purse.
It then hit me I had two other kids in the house, I couldnt leave!
Next thing I knew, my sister in law was in my house and I was being loaded in the ambulance with my helpless son.
Somewhere in all this I guess I had called her to come get Addison and Chad.
Jake didn't wake up or make a sound until we were being unloaded from the stretcher and into the er.
The rest was a blur of tests, cat scans, "pokes",and eeg's nurses and doctors.
What seemed like 3 days was actually only a day.
We were released that evening at around 10:00 pm, as the neurologist made a point to keep telling me, "we don't treat seizures inpatient."
My brother said it best "they sent you home like he was a new puppy, here have fun with this." no instructions, no medicine, no treatment.
Apparently Matt had caught an immediate flight back to Dallas, because he was there with u s majority of the day and was there to take us home.
We put Jake to bed and within 5 minutes "they started again."
Seizure after, 5 minute seizure. About the 3rd or 4th time I called back to the hospital and they told us to come back in, because we needed to be checked back in.
Jake was heavily doped up and finally was able to sleep peacefully without seizing. I think he was the only one catching any z's that night.
The Lord is my shepard Ishall not want. He makes me lay down in green pastures; he leads me beside still waters.
He restores my soul. He leads me in right paths for his namesake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil; for you are with me, your rod and your staff- they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me, in the presence of my enmies, you annoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord my whole life long.
God Bless~ Christine