The Fun Stops Here...

The last post mentioned that the fun at our house stopped abruptly. Here's how that happened. And by the way, you have to know that anytime something is running too smooth to be true, you find a few pot holes....

The kids (all 5- my kiddos and my 2 nieces) were playing together very well. Then it all happened. First off, Eva pooped out of her diaper. I got her cleaned up and decided to go ahead and bathe her since it was later in the evening. As I was bathing her, lil' cousin AA came crawling in, so I thought "Hey, two for one," and I put her in the bathtub too. After I was getting the girls out and dressed, I heard CJ go into the bathroom. I assume he was going to the potty as usual, so I thought nothing of it. A few minutes later he is still in the bathroom so I decided to check out what was going on. I must admit I wish I hadn't looked and even more than that, I wish the mess could have magically cleaned itself up. He pooped in his pants because he waited too long to make it to the potty. Not only did he poop in them, he tried to clean himself up, which basically resulted in poop everywhere- the toilet, the floor, himself, you name it- it was there. So, thankfully, the kids are still playing well. I started cleaning the mess. Dear EE wouldn't stay out of the bathroom, and by now she can open the door, so I had to put her in the crib while I cleaned everything. It took me about ten minutes to clean that mess up and give CJ a quick bath, and EE screamed at the top of her lungs the WHOLE time I cleaned.

When I was finally able to let EE out of the crib, she was one upset lil' girl. I picked her up and tried my best to console her. As I am doing that, she eventually puts her head on my shoulder. I realize that she is burning up with a fever- like a really high one. And I recall just 15-20 minutes earlier she didn't have one. I quickly checked her temperature (102.5) and gave her some tylenol. She hadn't acted sickly all day, so it really intrigued me as to why she would have such a fever. Since all the kids were playing quietly, I decided to rock EE for a bit.

About that time, my Aunt Jane messaged me. Knowing I couldn't text, I gave her a call. And I am so thankful I did. As I started chatting with her, EE started having a seizure. I was at home with 4 other kids by myself. My heart froze as I helplessly watched her eyes roll, her body jerk, and she eventually went unconscious. My aunt was close to my house so they came over. I know the texbook answer- EE was having a febrile seizure. However, my heart saw her life flash before my eyes, and this about gave me heart failure to experience. We would later learn that strep throat was the culprit of the fever which caused the seizure. I ended up leaving the kids with family to take EE to the hospital to get checked out. Poor kids. First time they stayed at my house and here's how it ended. BA had asked if EE had died, and MM ran to the bed crying and covered her head with a pillow 'cause "Aunt Crissy was crying." I felt terrible for them! I'm thankful God chose to watch over us, and that he placed my Aunt Jane so close to help us in our time of need.

After about two days I think my heart started beating again. That's when CJ gave me heart failure. He and BA were standing by my bed. BA tickled CJ under the neck. CJ laughed so hard he fell over and hit his head on my metal bed rail. You guessed it. He busted his head open. It wasn't long, but it was very deep. So, back to the emergency room we went. CJ was such a trooper. He might have cried for two minutes when it first happened. He didn't even cry when the doc put his stitch in. All he "trumpeted" about was how many popsicles he got. Thankfully, the past week or so has been uneventful. I hope we keep it that way...otherwise, I am going to need a heart transplant.