Wednesday night I went through something that I won't soon forget. Hollywood could never make a movie scary enough to trump experiencing my 17-month old daughter going through a "fever seizure".
We noticed she had a fairly high fever around 7pm that night. We kept a close eye on her and followed instructions from two calls to the oncall doctors -- who kept saying that it was nothing that we had to run to the ER over unless she really started showing other concern signs (change in breathing, etc.) or her temp was 105 to 106 or so. I missed the second half of the Cafe Challenge draft while checking her (I'm not complaining. I'm amazed I was able to focus on the first half at all). After my wife went to work (third shift), I had my daughter sleeping in our living room on a mattress. At 1:45 in the morning she had a fever of 103.5 (high-average for the night so far). At 2:45am, she started convulsing, eyes rolled back in her head and she was non-responsive. Then her lips turned a shade of blue-gray and she became limp a couple of times. She snapped out of it about a minute to 90 seconds later. It felt like an eternity. I had already placed a call into 911 and we all went to the ER (my wife was home by the time the ambulance came -- Richard Petty would have been proud). Her temp at the ER was 104.5 -- but that was after an hour of being cooled in the ambulance on the way, so hard telling how high it officially got.
She is fine now. We were home by 7am Thursday morning. Her fever broke around that time and she has been getting more and more active since then. In reading about 20 articles about "fever seizures" or "febrile seizures" since then, it is fairly common when a temperature dramatically increases in a short amount of time -- the body can't handle it. Supposedly these seizures are harmless to the child since the body has natural regulators that keep it from getting too high to cause brain damage, etc.
However, I know I won't be recovering anytime soon. The image of her in that state keeps popping into my mind, and me walking throughout the house trying to talk/sing to her so she would come around. To all those "macho guys" out there -- you probably haven't experienced too much stuff like this. I kept calm enough to keep my daughter from freaking out any more than she was when she snapped out of the seizure. I kept calm enough (I hope) for my wife. But it all broke down on the drive to the hospital and I'm still sick to my stomach when thinking about it. Anyone with a baby or a toddler, I suggest your read up on this stuff just in case. I pray none of you have to endure something like this.