Seizures and all

Sixteen years ago today...it was Sunday morning and hubby woke me up when he got up. He asked me why I was sleeping on the sofa again. I told him about everything and about calling the hospital. He was a bit peeved that I felt the need to call the hospital but not wake him up. He needed to sleep. He worked out of town Mon-Fri and had roughly 2 days to catch up on sleep and do any paper work and laundry and anything else to get ready to leave again Monday morning. I felt like crap!! I felt like I was going to get sick and I did several times. Well you know those dry-heaves you get first thing in the morning. We decided to call my Dr and tell him what was going on. I called the service and he called me back a little later. I explained the breathing, the headaches, the 'heartburn', now the vomiting, little fever, and just all around icky-ness. He said it sounded like I might have a stomach bug or virus. I should drink as much water as I could stand and stay on a liquid diet for the day, and if I started feeling a little better to have some plain rice or bread. He also said to call the office first thing Monday morning and tell them to get me in. I laid around all day with the hubby feeding me water and jello trying to keep as much down as possible. The afternoon rolled around and we would normally be going to our bowling league. It was our only little fun time since hubby's schedule was so bad, and our only time to see other friends and get out for a while. I decided not to go to bowling, I was exhausted and figured I would just lay on the sofa, doze and watch TV. He went on to bowling and came home a few hours later. I had been sleeping so he asked how I was feeling and then went upstairs to our loft area to get on the computer for a while. We had vaulted ceilings in the living area and the loft overlooked the whole living room. I was laying on the sofa watching TV, QVC to be exact, jewelry to be even more specific. I was on my back, propped up a little with my head turned all the way to the left to see the TV. My head turned to the right, all by itself! I kinda thought to myself that that was weird and I turned my head back to the left. It happened again and again I got a little aggravated and turned my head back. And again!! I remember saying Travis make it stop!! At that moment, I think I had what I can only explain as an out of body experience. Physically I had not moved but mentally I was laying the opposite direction on the sofa like my head was where my feet were. I was looking up at the loft and saw hubby look over. The next thing I remember was some woman screaming in my face to wake up. I opened my eyes and saw a strange person and closed them again. She started yelling at me again to open my eyes. The next thing I remember was going through the front door, the cold air hit me in the face and made me open my eyes. There were red beams of light swirling around from the ambulance. They were putting me in when I heard the man in the back say on the radio "25 year old female with grand mal seizures".

I woke up in the hospital. The room was cold, it was dark, and it was quiet. I remember my hubby coming in and I asked him to call my Dad. Amazingly enough, I rattled off the phone numbers of my best friend, my Dad that lived in NC and my Mom that lived in FL. I couldn't do that now, that's what my phone is for right?! I remember the Dr coming in and doing an US and telling me I had Eclampsia. The only cure was to deliver the baby so that I could get well again. By this time they had already put me on Magnesium and I was in and out of consciousness for the next 2 days.

They decided to transfer me to another hospital where the children's hospital was located so that Bailey could be taken right away to be attended to. I do remember the ambulance ride UGH. Let's just say ambulances are not the most comfortable of rides anyway but on the streets of downtown Norfolk, well it was bumpy!! When we came in through the ER I saw my best friend standing there waiting for me, she was crying so hard. I remember telling her not to cry. The next few hours were a big blur, just little memories here and there.