On Friday I had the scariest moment of my motherhood. On Wednesday I had taken the boys up to East Canyon to stay a few nights with my parents at the condo. Friday morning Tyson woke up really early so by 9:00 he was exhausted and needed a nap. He also felt a little warm and he had a runny nose and a cough, so I didn't hink much of it. I was planning on leaving that day by noon so we decided to just pack up and go shopping at the Park City outlets and he could sleep on the way over. My parents would drive their car and follow me on the back road to make sure we got out ok. We made it to the outlets and I just wanted to go to one store, so my mom and dad stayed with my kids in my car while I ran in for about 20 minutes and shopped. When I came out, my dad was in the front seat, and Tyson was in his rear facing car seat in the back. I climbed in the driver seat and called my sister in Rexburg to see if she wanted me to get any clothes for her boy that's about Oakley's size, and she said she'd call me right back.
Then my dad offered to take the kids out for a walk. I turned around and asked the boys if they wanted to go for a walk, and I saw Tyson making a wierd twitching movement. His head was just twitching and I could tell that his eyes were twitchy too. I jumped out of the car and yelled to my mom who was by her car to come quick, something's wrong with Tyson. I opened the door and his lips were all blue and he was still twitching. I pulled him from the carseat and my mom took him and patted his back, shook him, swept his mouth, and gave him a few puffs of air. My mom was an RN and used to work in the Nursery at the hospital delivering the babies, so I'm so grateful that she was with me. At this point, I was pretty much freaking out, not knowing what was wrong. I somehow pulled my phone out and dialed 911. After telling them where we were I handed my phone to my dad and made him talk cause I was a nervous wreck. After about a minute Ty started breathing and stopped shaking but he was just limp and lathargic. I held him in my arms and felt a little better that he was getting color back in his face and I could hear him breathing and moaning a little. I took him inside the store to keep him out of the cold while we waited for the ambulance. I'm sure the lady inside didn't know what to do with me standing at the front of the store bawling my eyese out. I told her what was happening and she understood and just left me alone to cry. I don't know how long we were waiting, but it seemed like forever. I called Wes and all I told him was that Ty had a siezure, the ambulance is on it's way, I'll call you back when I know where we're going. Later I found out that he dropped what he was doing at work and went out and sat in his car till I called him back. That was probably the longest half hour of his life.
We were waiting for probably about 10 minutes, but as soon as my dad heard the sirens I was extremely relieved. The ambulance pulled up and I ran out with Ty. I thought they'd just put us in the back and head to a hospital, but they had me sit on the gernie with Ty and they started checking all his stats and sticking things to him, and asking questions. They didn't really tell me what was happening or what had happened, they were too busy checking things. We were probably parked there for 15-20 minutes. Ty was still unresponsive, but I was finally calm and glad that the EMT's knew what they were doing. We decided to take him down the canynon to Primary Children's so I called Wes back and told him to meet us there. We got Ty's carseat and buckled it on the gernie, which was kind of funny, but they said everyone needed to be safe. He still had all the monitors on him and we headed down the canyon.
We didn't get the read light treatment, which was totally fine with me. That meant that Ty was going to be ok. My parents took Oakley and followed us down with the two cars. While we were driving Ty started opening his eyes and he looked at me, but he was glazed over and didn't really look around much. By the time we got to the hospital he was moving his head and looking at a few things, and I could tell that he recognized me. He wouldn't take his binkie, which was really wierd, but he was awake and getting more responsive.
Wes was waiting at the hospital, and I could tell when he finally saw us that he had been freaking out himself not knowing what the situation was like. He was so glad to see Ty awake and ok. They checked his stats again, and the Dr. told us that it was probably a Febrile Seizure which is when a child had a fever and then it spikes too fast and the body doesn't know what to do, so it siezes. He said that it was a benign thing and that there shouldn't be any lasting damage and it probably will never happen again. We were so relieved. They made us stick around for a few hours just to make sure that he was recovering well, but they didn't have to do any extensive tests or anything.
During this time, Ty would wake up for a few minutes and freak out a little, but then fall back asleep. He slept a lot. They said that when you have a siezure it uses so much energy that all your body can do after is just sleep. Finally, he woke up and saw me eating some chocolate and wanted some. We gave him fishy crackers instead, and made him a bottle. He scarfed those down and he started acting more like himself, so they let us go home.
Looking back, I'm glad everything worked out the way it did and that my little Tyson is ok, but it sure was scary for a while. I'm grateful that my parents were with me. I don't know what I would have done if I was alone. I'm also grateful for the calm EMT's and Dr's that worked on Ty. Modern medicine is amazing. I love this little guy and glad that he's back to his "Tysing" ways.
Chill'n at the hospital with dad
He never snuggles with me, so I took advantage and held him in my arms for most of the evening.
