Well our first trip to the emergency room as parents was a scary one. Hopefully someone out there will be better prepared after reading this. So a couple of weeks ago Jet was sick. He mainly just had a fever. I didn't think it was a huge deal so I decided to keep an eye on him and I gave him some acetaminophen. He was real lethargic and sleepy all day long. That evening I went to the grocery store to get some things and left Jet home with James. They were resting on our bed. James heard me come home and came down to help me bring the groceries up. When we came up the stairs, we looked over on our bed and Jet was convulsing. His body was tense and shaking. I ran over to him tried to snap him out of it by calling his name and he wouldn't look at me or respond. I said to James, 'we gotta go'. I scooped him up, ran down to the car and we raced to the instacare. The instacare was closed so we raced up to the emergency room in Provo. During the car ride, I was just praying to God that Jet would be ok. I was trying my hardest to stay calm, but I could not bear the thought of something terrible happening to my little boy. Before we had gotten in the car to get to the emergency room, his seizure had stopped, but he was unresponsive to me. He could not keep his eyes open and he was so limp. He breathing was off too. By the time we got to the emergency room, he had snapped out of his stupor and was awake. We checked in and the nurses and doctors told us he had had a febrile seizure. They said it is fairly common in young children and infants. It happens when a fever spikes and the nervous system has a 'short', the body reboots by having a seizure. It made me feel a little better knowing that, but it was still a scary thing. They basically gave us ibprofen for him and sent us home. They said it could happen again if he has a fever and there is nothing you can really do about it, just make him comfortable during the seizure and they usually want to sleep afterwards. If the seizure lasts more than 5 min, to take him to the emergency room. I am grateful to know that now, but I still don't want it to happen again. I love my little boy so much. In those scary moments, I would have done anything to help him. He has been doing so much better since.
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