These things happen

These things happen

We spent the other night in the ER with Simon, learning about febrile seizures the hard way. Simon is fine now, a little lethargic, but I’m still kicking myself over it. He’d had a fever since the previous night. I gave him children’s Tylenol once during the day but I hadn’t been monitoring the fever very closely and I hadn’t been consistent in giving him medicine. I keep thinking that if I’d done those things, we could have saved ourselves the drama of a 911 call, an ambulance ride, a wait in a crowded ER, the pain of finding out he was up to 105 degrees, and the embarrassment of thinking that if we had been more diligent, it might not have happened.

It’s possible his temperature would have spiked anyway, that the Tylenol itself wouldn’t have been very effective, that there was nothing I could have done to prevent it. The seizure was relatively harmless (for him if not for us); Simon is fine and he should have no lasting effects or be in any danger of suffering more seizures. But I can’t stop thinking that it’s so hard to know what to do sometimes. He’d had a fever a few weeks ago and we took him to the doctor — he had a bit of an ear infection, but the doctor said he would be fine, that kids bounce back from these things quickly, and so I didn’t think another comparable fever was a big deal. On top of that, I’m the kind of mom who is hesitant to give medicine too quickly or too frequently.

I’m trying to chalk it up to experience and hope that next time I’ll be more prepared. I’m trying to tell myself that these things happen — to anyone, to everyone. Still, I can’t help but blame myself and wonder what would have happened if the seizure hadn’t stepped in to wake me up to the seriousness of the situation.

11 thoughts on “These things happen

  1. yeah that is scary! I am sorry you had to go through that. I heard that they are pretty common when children under six get a high fever.
    Don't beat yourself up, it happens, and everyone is okay.

    hope you guys are feeling better soon!

  2. Oh no! That is so scary! I'm glad that he is okay.

    I rarely feel like I know what I'm doing as a mom – especially when it comes to taking care of sick kids! It is true that we learn as we go!

  3. you are wiser for it and he's ok! what a relief!

    and, i, on the other hand freak out at the slightest fever and probably give way too much medicine to my kids- thus forever damaging their livers or something.

    it is SO HARD to know what the perfect thing to do is- but for what's it worth- you're great and doing a great job! :)

  4. Wow, what an awful night, I'm so sorry! Going to the ER is the worst – what hospital did they take you to? Man, this post is making me realize that I've never actually taken Samuel's temperature when he's been sick and I have no idea where our thermometer even is. I think I'll go look for that…

    And I definitely don't think you're a bad mom, these things definitely happen, and what would've made you a bad mom is if you had tried to deal with it on your own once the seizure started. There was no reason to go to the ER before that. It sounds to me like you took care of it as best you could have!

  5. I hear they're fairly common and harmless, but that doesn't mean I'd ever want to experience it. Sorry you had to take him to the ER…in an ambulance no less! Yuck. But did he at least think the ambulance ride was cool??

    At least you know for next time, right?

  6. Oi! What a frightening experience! I'm so glad everyone's okay! And, you are right, it happens, don't stress over it. We love you!

  7. He was crying too hard to really notice the ambulance. Even if he wasn't crying, he had a temp of 105(!) and was not really aware of anything. And you definitely don't want to experience it . . . it was absolutely terrifying.

  8. Exactly the same thing happened with Asher after you guys left our place last 4th of July. I'm so sorry! It's an awful feeling. Did they tell you about alternating Motrin and Tylenol?

  9. Yep, Motrin and Tylenol . . . they have him a does of each while we were at the hospital and it brought him down to 99.4. I'm sorry it happened to you, too, Misty. I feel like the images of Simon seizing are going to continue to haunt me for the rest of my life.

    And Jen, we never figured out what caused it. He didn't have any other symptoms of illness, at least that we could tell. He didn't complain about anything, didn't have a cough or anything.

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