Sunday morning, we woke up and pondered what amazing milkshakes we’d be having on our maiden voyage to Ivanhoe’s after dropping Aly off at horse camp (I had the Trojan Three, by the way). My, how things change.
Mihret is in the ER. Had a seizure that lasted 20+ mins. Transferring to Riley soon. Please pray!—
Matt Todd (@mattdantodd) June 27, 2011
Because of the nature of the drugs they gave Mihret to get the seizures to stop, we’ve spent the last week in the Pediatric ICU at Riley North. I don’t want to publicly dwell on the details, but I don’t know if I’ve ever been as scared for one of my children as I was Sunday night when they couldn’t get her seizure to stop. Not even when another one of our children fell down the stairs at my parents’ house with a nightlight in her mouth.
Oh – I haven’t shared that one? Well, I will someday.
But not today.
I’m gonna go hug my Little Girl a little bit and celebrate the fact that she’s home (even though she’s probably at about 85% of her normal status).
You never know what the day may bring. So hug and kiss your kids every day. Even when they don’t want you to. I’m gonna. I hope you do, too.