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We had a great trip to Vegas as usual and are absolutely exhausted now.  Even Miss Paisley slept all the way home on the flight and still didn't wake up until we got to our car.  We went to several shows, shopped, ate lots of really unhealthy food, and walked a million miles. 

Now, on the bad side of things...   Paisley started running a fever on Day 3 of our trip first thing that morning.  Mom and I walked to the nearby CVS to get ibuprofen which I neglectfully forgot this time when I actually needed some.  She started acting pretty lethargic and out-of-it on the trip back to the hotel.  By the time we got back into the casino, she was looking really sick and I was getting pretty worried.

We get up to the room and as I'm struggling to open the new thermometer I bought so I can check her temperature (also forgot to pack it), I glance over at her where my mom is holding her on the other bed.  Her lips are completely blue and she's as pale as a ghost.  At this point, I'm in a panic and have never felt so afraid in my entire life.

Note:  when in a hotel room, you can't just dial 911.  Ours required that you dial 6 first.  Like I'm going to take the time to look that up in an emergency.  Oh, it must be 6911.  Of course. 

She then starts having a seizure, which further exacerbates my absolute terror.  My mom and I grab my cell phone which I'm dialing 911 on and rush to the elevator with my limp baby.

The paramedics met me at the front quickly and loaded Paisley and myself onto a stretcher.  By this time, she has stopped seizing (only lasted about 30-45 seconds) and is pinking back up.  She laid lifeless on my stomach all the way to the hospital which was not that close.

By the time we got there, she was started to perk back up and become more alert again.  Her fever was only 102 when taken by EMSA and the hospital staff which is crazy since it caused a seizure.  Apparently I missed the day in PA school when we learned that a febrile seizure is caused by a sudden rise (or even drop) in temperature and not the actual value. 

We agreed that IV fluids and bloodwork weren't necessary after ruling out other sources of infection.  She continued to run a fever throughout our trip, including this morning and we still don't really know why.  She acts great though when it's gone which it usually is.  When it spikes back up though, she gets a little sleepy. 

It was the worst sight of my entire life and I pray that she'll never have another seizure.  Just having one doesn't raise her risk of epilepsy by much at all and childhood seizures are fairly common.  But knowing all of that doesn't matter much at all when your baby has one!

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  1. OMG Amber. I am traumatized for you! I can't even imagine that happening and it makes me shiver just to think about it. And to be out of town too sounds terrible. We both must have missed that day in school. :) I hope she gets to feeling better soon and that it never happens again!!

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  2. OMG, I seriously would have FREAKED! I'm so glad it wasn't something serious, but I do hope she gets 100% well soon! Glad you had a good trip otherwise:).

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  3. I have heard about febrile seizures although we haven't experienced one -- I am seriously terrified of it happening. Even reading your entry made my heart skip a beat. I am so glad Paisley is okay. That has to be so traumatic to watch as a mother. :(

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  4. Oh my word, I am crying just reading this! I know you must've been out of your mind scared. Thank the Lord she's better! Praying that the fevers go away!

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  5. That's terrifying. When my little guy coughs I have a panic attack. You were much more cool and calm than I would have been and I'm so glad she's ok!

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  6. I am SO sorry this happened to you. I remember how terrified I was when G had his first- scariest moment of my life. I'm so glad she is ok, and hope you never have to go through that again. Glad you had a fun trip otherwise!

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  7. Wow, I can only imagine the terror you felt. Now I'm going to be paranoid every time my children have fevers. I hope she gets all better soon!

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  8. My nephew has had a few of these. I know it's made my SIL so anxious whenever he gets a fever at all.

    My heart goes out to you. I can only imagine.

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  9. Oh my gosh, that must have been terrifying. My heart hurts just thinking about it.
    You did such a good job staying calm and collected.
    I'm glad you had a great trip!

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  10. This same thing happened to my cousin's baby girl last night!! Glad that everything is okay now. I can only imagine how terrifying it must have been :(

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