Yesterday we broke the 18 + year streak of never taking my kids to the ER, and we did so in a BIG way!
L had a seizure while we were shopping 30 min North of home. She and I rode to the ER in the ambulance, and spent the next 6 1/2 hours confirming that she was ok. It ends up that the most likely scenario was the recent medication increase that she started the previous day.
It turns out that I can deal with emergencies fairly well in my patients, but I don't do so great when it's my kids. All I could think as I watched her seize and turn blue and remain unconscious, was that she was going to die. Right there on the floor at Sam's Club.
She is fine. J and I are having some PTSD type flashbacks, but we are all home and ok. I can think of 1,001 things that I would rather do than spend 6 1/2 hours in the ER with my child on a Saturday (or any day for that matter), but it's worth it to know that the incident was not caused by anything more sinister.
Please hold your loved ones close today, and I'm wishing you all health and happiness.














