After a longer than anticipated absence, I have decided that I am going to dust this off and try again. I had several posts written in my mind but couldn't get motivated to actually login and post. Honestly, I was really struggling with my blogging persona because I am a lay it all on the line person. I don't hide much from anyone and I felt myself holding back on some things (out of respect for some people but also because I feared judgment on some other things) and it was really bothering me. I still don't quite know where I have landed on it yet so I am really interested to see if I will let it all hang out.
I have lots of things to catch you all up on but there is one thing I need your help on because you see my sweet sweet baby girl (who is 10 months old OMG almost a 1 how did that happen???) needs your prayers. In early March she was sitting on the carpeted floor just playing away and she lost her balance and fell backwards. I didn't get all excited because I didn't want to scare her but she made a sound that wasn't normal. I went a picked her up just as her eyes rolled back in her head. She went limp and quit breathing. For the first time EVER I called 911 as I watched her go completely pale and get blue around her lips. By the time the paramedics got her (less than 2 minutes, they are awesome) she was coming around and after a visit to our local children's hospital it was determined that she had an impact seizure. Basically it is the equivalent of an adult hitting their head hard enough to see stars but our brains are mature enough to process it and hers is not. No indication of anything more sinister lurking in there etc but enough to shave 50 years off my life span. We went on our merry way.
Wednesday it happened again. She was standing up holding onto my legs and fell through them and bonked her head on the cabinet. I didn't think it was very hard but she did the silent scream and then went limp again with the eyes rolling around. This one only lasted about 30 seconds and I don't know that she quit breathing but at the insistence of the pediatrician on call we headed back to the hospital where we proceeded to spend 6 hours trying to get the nosiest baby in the world to go to sleep so they wouldn't have to sedate her so she could get a head CT. Needless to say that did not happen. While we were there she also decided to throw up everything she had eaten in the past 2 hours. Luckily it only hit my shoes, unluckily I didn't have any socks on and it was pretty gross. This caused some breathing issues as it appeared that she sucked back in some mucous so she had to be deep suctioned and then have a breathing treatment. They tried to give her an oral sedation that caused her to turn into a lunatic that was hell bent on biting me. At 1:15 a.m. I told the Dr I was done. I was not going to let them strap her down and scream the entire time, I was not going to let them do an IV sedation because that would mean we would be there for another 2 hrs minimum. We left and promised to follow up with our pediatrician. She was totally herself (other than the biting stuff) at this point - crawling all over the place, laughing and being over the top cute) so I felt comfortable taking her home.
So anyway, because this has now happened twice we need to get confirmation that there isn't anything sinister lurking in that tiny noggin so we have a head CT scheduled for first thing April 28th. We also have to visit a seizure clinic to see a neurologist so they can run an EEG on her to make sure her brain waves are normal. So if you could help us out and send us some thoughts that everything is normal, I would appreciate more than I could ever express.
I know in my heart that everything is fine. She is such a happy baby and she is meeting or exceeding all of her milestones for her age so this is really a better safe than sorry scenario but it really does scare the ever living hell out of me. I have reservations about the sedation and injecting dye into her. I know it is safe and she will be well taken care of but it still gives me pause. I have to try very hard to keep myself from playing the "what if" game. I am pretty successful but sometimes, I give in and it always ends with me in tears.
So there it is, I stay away for months on end and come back and ask for something, please accept my apologies and now that I am once again no longer working, I will try to be more diligent in posting. I really do need the release that blogging affords me.