On Monday afternoon, Evie was perfectly happy, healthy, her normal self. Then, right before bed she threw up twice. On Tuesday she was tired and worn out feeling.
On Wednesday morning, while Mommy was still at work (night shift), she threw up two more times.
Then she had a seizure, but the paramedics couldn’t find a fever higher than 99.
Evie had another seizure at her pediatrician’s office. He sent us home to watch her, and when she had another we called the ambulance again and went to Mary Bridge Pediatric Hospital.
She had three more seizures in the hospital, for a total of six, including one that broke through the atavan and keppra.
Father Kyle came to the ER to give her Anointing of the Sick.
They admitted us and we had the most sleepless and anxious night of our lives. Except for Evie, who was in a drug and exhaustion induced sleep.
On Thursday she had no more seizures and slowly started coming back to her normal self. Thursday night Mommy finally got a few hours of sleep.
Hundreds of people all over the world were praying for her, and dozens of friends were calling, texting or messaging to offer whatever help we needed. We had so much food in our hospital room we couldn’t eat it all, and had to bring most of it home (our refrigerator is now packed).
Because by Friday she was almost completely back to normal, just a little wobbly. But wobbly or not, we couldn’t keep her in the room any more. She had to be up and exploring around. Can’t keep a Baby Girl down, Yo!
And now we are home, with meds to prevent more seizures and more meds in case she has one, and we will be seeing the pediatric neurologist again at the end of April. We don’t know for sure why she had seizures, especially without a fever, and so many so close together. All her tests came back normal, so the doctors think it was most likely a virus of some kind.
We will take it. God is good to us. The timing could not have been better. Ryan was home when it all went down, and he only had to be in Seattle for a few hours a day while she was in the hospital. Somehow he managed to pass all his finals as well. Kathleen was home too, and was able to take a night off and be done with work for the week so she could be there the whole time. The hospital was only a couple of blocks from Uncle Adam’s house, so he and Aunt Maryanne were able to keep us well stocked with delicious home-cooked food.
And Ryan doesn’t go to Seattle at all next week! Instead he will be working short hours at a clinic only about ten minutes from home, thanks to a classmate who traded rotations a few weeks back.
We love you all, thank you for your prayers. God Bless.