Worst Night of My Life!

Cole had been sick for a few days but nothing alarming. He had a clear runny nose, low grade fever, and a little cranky. On Thursday night his temp started to get high so Brian and I had Cole sleep with us. On Friday he woke up feeling better and I thought the worst was behind us. Then Friday night came and his fever returned. Brian and I decided to take shifts so I slept with Cole in the guest room. At 11pm his temp was pretty high, 102.4, so we took a luke warm bath. We laid back down and both of us slept off and on. Then at 2am Cole leaned over on my chest and was just staring at me. I noticed he was shaking so I picked him up and felt he was ON FIRE. I laid him down to take his temp but I noticed something was off. He wasn't responding to anything; touch, movement and worst of all his eyes didn't move. I did the finger test and he couldn't follow me. I then tried to stand him up and he couldn't stand on his own. I put him in my lap and did a few basic commands and still nothing. My son was a shell. I grabbed him and ran upstairs to get Brian. I yelled to Brian that we needed to go to the ER that something was wrong with Cole. At that time, I turned on the light and realized Cole wasn't breathing. I started screaming that Cole wasn't breathing and we needed to call 911 Brian flew out of bed. Just as he went to take him from me Cole threw up all over me, Brian and the carpet. I left Cole with Brian and ran to call 911. When I returned Cole was breathing heavily. He was alert but lethargic. Brian was holding him and trying to keep him calm. I was beside myself with worry. I have the best husband who knows I need to fix things and since I couldn't fix Cole he had me running minor errands to keep me from collapsing and going into preterm labor. I fetched his shoes, some gum, the dogs leash, turned on the porch light and then the fire department showed up. They evaluated Cole and said they felt he had a a febrile seizure. Cole and I were transported to the ER and Brian followed right behind. When we arrived his temp was 104.2. They are predicting his temp reached between 105 to 106. After 3 hours in the ER his temp was under control (99.8) and they ruled out phenomena through chest x-rays since his chest was retracting when we were brought in.

We spent the rest of the weekend with a close eye on Cole to ensure his temp did not get to high.
On Monday morning when I went to change Cole's diaper I noticed a rash on his belly and back. We were going into see Cole's doctor this morning so we figured we discuss the seizure and now the rash. We meet with Cole's doctor and it was confirmed that Cole had been suffering from Rosella. I was happy to have a diagnoses but I was still saddened that my son had to endure such a horrific moment. The doctor ensured Cole doesn't even remember the seizure but it is a moment that will forever be etched into my brain.

I am so thankful Cole has returned to his energetic, happy, get into everything self.

For the definition of a febrile seizure go to the Mayo Clinic website: http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/febrile-seizure/ds00346