Friday was Joey 4th birthday! A day that should have been full of happiness and parties. Instead it was one filled with alot of other emotions. While I was working Friday morning, and I started getting phone calls from my family. After the third one I started getting worried and answered it. It was my dad telling me that Joey had started having seizures and they had lost his pulse and had called an ambulance and he was en route to the hospital. He told me that Emma was hysterical after seeing what had happened. So of course I left my clients house and ran home. Emma was visibly in shock and I spent the day trying to console her and explain to her what had happened.
At 1:00 that afternoon he was released from the hospital! The doctors said that they think the seizure was started from a temperature that nobody knew he was running. But they said it could be a one time thing or the start of something more (since he is at the right age!) That night we still had his birthday party, since he was feeling better. But after he was released my mind raced with thoughts of how life is so precious and we really have no idea if today is the last day we could spend with someone. I also thought about how much joey leaving us would effect Emma. They are more than just friends and I have no idea how I would have explained to her what had happened. But that night we did talk to her about how people die and how we should love each minute we spend with them!
So this weekend has really been one for us to catch our breath! It is funny how somethings really shake you up that it takes a while to get over it. But here is looking forward to a better week! Aaron starts school to Tuesday so it should be a busy one! But something that will take our minds off of things.
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Oh that is not a very happy birthday. Hope things get better. Good luck with school and he whole new school year.
How are you feeling? Good I hope.
That's so scary! I had those too when I was a kid. They called them febroric seizures and they only happen when you run a fever. Good thing is, I grew out of them. I hope he does the same. Hope you're doing well.
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