Very Scary Day

I am going to make a pretty long story....long.

I leave for work at 6:15am. (Yuck huh!?) On my work days, Sam gets the girls up and ready around 7:00am and takes them to my sisters house on his way to work.

Yesterday morning at work, I got a phone call from Sam. He was calling to tell me that he was on his way to the ER with Jocelyn. As he was explaining to me how she had been that morning, he would stop the story to tell Jocelyn in the back seat to "wake up." All I had gotten from his panicked voice was that she was not doing well at all, that she was "limp" and that she wasn't able to walk, hold her head up, or even talk.

As tears immediately started rolling down my cheeks, I looked at my office manager and told her that I needed to go.

When I got to the hospital and saw my little girl with my own eyes, I knew something was wrong. She looked in my direction, but wasn't really looking AT me. She made no sounds and had zero facial reactions. Her hands were cold. Sam was holding her because she couldn't really hold herself up. It was VERY VERY disturbing because as a mom...you KNOW when something is not right and let me tell you...something was not right!

They took her back immediately without registration etc. which was nice, but also a little alarming. The nurse checked her out and later told us that he himself was concerned when we brought her in. As he checked her eyes, she would follow them for only a short time, but he couldn't keep her attention.

Sam told the nurse the story: He had tried getting her up that morning and she was very "heavy." Although she was clearly awake, she wasn't very responsive. He assumed she was still very tired. He got her ready and put her back in the crib while he got Jenna ready. When it was time to go, he went back in to get Jocelyn and as he carried her down the hallway, she was "limp" and he had to hold her head because she was unable to support it as is rocked back and forth. Obviously scared and worried, he decided that maybe she needed to eat something. After offering her some craisins, she ate them very fast and then seemed to perk up just a bit. So, he put her on the floor to have her walk and she fell to the floor and just stared at him. Now he knew it wasn't right and had to make the decision to call 911 or to take her himself. He decided to make the drive himself.

The nurse took all our information and told us that the doctor would be right in. Well, we all know that ER's don't work like that. Doctors take their sweet time getting there, even when it is a baby involved!

I offered Jocelyn a cup of water thinking she may be thirsty. Thirsty was an understatement! She downed it. So, I filled it up and offered her a 2nd glass. She downed it. So, I filled it up and offered her a 3rd glass. She downed it.

The doctor came in and did a quick exam and listened to the story. He checked her eyes and ears and told us the following:
He was not going to diagnose it as anything at this point. It is possible that she had had a seizure in the middle of the night and after waking up, she was completely exhausted. He said that most everyone has 1 seizure in their life and that they don't worry about it until they have more than 1. But again, he wasn't calling it a seizure. He said that he wanted to keep her there for another 45 minutes to observe her.

At this point I was able to put Jocelyn on the floor and have her stand all on her own and the doctor had her walk to me. She was OBVIOUSLY doing better by the time the doctor came in, but Sam and I and saw her at her low. Sam saw her at her very worst. We still knew that something had not been right.

The doctor left us and so I went and got a bowl of oatmeal out of the cafeteria to feed her. As I fed it to her, she didn't even seem to chew. It entered her mouth and she swallowed. She ate the entire bowl so quickly and then got mad and fussy when the bowl was empty. The fussiness actually made me excited being that it was the most I had "heard" from her all morning. Sam went back to the cafeteria and got her a muffin. She ate that just as quickly. It wasn't long after that, that I had my Jocelyn back.

Since she was clearly back to normal, they discharged us and told us to watch for any of those symptoms and told us to bring her back if we saw anything like that again. Her clinical diagnosis was "Episodic Weakness" and that told me, "we don't know what happened." So, I couldn't help but rack my brain, trying to figure out what had happened, and why it had happened.

I am no doctor, but I am almost convinced that she may have some form of hypoglycemia since it was the food and water that "brought her back." I am definitely concerned about Type 1 Diabetes since my dad has it. We have a follow up appointment with our general doctor next week and they are going to do a blood work up to see if they can see what caused it.

As for now, Jocelyn is back to normal and doing really well. I have to admit, I did bring the baby monitors out of storage so that I can listen to her sleep for awhile.

Thank you everyone for your prayers during this time. That was a very emotional day for both Sam and I, as well as our family. We will keep you posted on anything that comes up, but for now, just know that she is back to normal and doing great!