Isaac is gone. And Sam still doesn't like to sleep. Noah is crazy, cute crazy though(well, peeing his bed isn't cute:)). And Morgan, she had a rough one today.
Once everyone goes to sleep, I finally sit down & the emotions take over. This was the 2nd time in 2 months I have called an ambulance for Morgan. There is nothing like being on the phone with the 911 operator while she is asking you if you know CPR & she tells you that paramedics are on their way. I do know CPR, but do I know it well enough to give my child?
Morgan's seizures have been getting worse. Super scary worse. The last 2 times we couldn't get them to stop. They lasted(well, which seems like forever) but at least 10-15 minutes, maybe more. When you're in the middle of it, you lose all concept of time. I give her the medicine to stop it today & nothing. Grand Mal Seizure! She gets to the point of you wondering if she is going to ever breathe again. Poor, sweet girl.
Noah, on the other hand. Got to ask a Police Officer all about his belt & take him in the toy room to play cars & then I heard him run down the hall as he said "Let's go to my room! Let's play choo-choos!" And the big gentlemen kindly obliged while he was holding Sam, who was just in a shirt & diaper:).
A BIG THANK YOU to our Orem Fire Department, Paramedics & Police Officers today. They are seriously wonderful.
And thank you to our friends & family that are always so willing to help. Thank you for watching the boys for a few hours today so me & Mo could snuggle & take a nap.
I hope & pray that Morgan will rest well tonight, at home. And that they are over. Please keep our sweet girl in your thoughts & prayers. Love to all.