It's Tuesday night, it's been a long day. It all started very early this morning. Shortly after two AM I heard Hannah crying in her crib and got up to check on her. She's been running a fever and has had a cold on and off for a few days so I figured she was just fussing and got her some tylenol.
The poor baby was lying on her tummy crying and feverish. When I picked her up she was just limp and had blown out her diaper. Poor peanut. I changed her diaper and her jammies, she didn't fight me at all. I guess being feverish and postictal is the only time I can do stuff to her without needing three more sets of hands.
Sarcastic humor is my coping mechanism.
I couldn't get her to settle down and she seemed disoriented and completely not herself. After sitting with her for about ten minutes debating between calling the peds, a trip to the ER or waiting it out I decided on ER.
Least favorite moment of the night? Waking Jeremiah up to tell him, "hey, I'm taking Hannah to the ER, she's not right."
Highlight of driving to the ER at 2:30 AM? Not a lot of traffic on the road.
By the time we got to the ER, Hannah was coming down and starting to act a little more normal. In typical Hannah fashion she mustered a little smile for the doc when she came in. She was less happy with the nurse who had to straight cath her for a urine sample.
So the ruling is, febrile seizure. Simple and yet so scary in the middle of the night. She has a head cold and nothing else. A febrile seizure is due to the rapid rise in body temperature. It occurs in kids between 6 months and they grow out of them by six years. One isn't that big of a deal, today I've kept her on Tylenol and Motrin to keep her fever down. If they continue she may earn herself some blood work and some head CTs, MRIs and various other screens and scans. She's not going to end up with epilepsy.
We were back home and tucked into bed by five am. We've spent the majority of the day napping and cuddling. Hannah hasn't been quite herself, but she's still adorable, and I don't mind holding my baby close.
I don't anticipate anymore exciting events. Well, at least for tonight. Sweet dreams baby Hannah.
