Seizure

Monday morning literally 5 minutes before the bus came for Jack he had a seizure.  He was waiting by the door with his coat, hat, and gloves on and I was in the kitchen gathering his lunch and bookbag.  I don't know how or exactly when the seizure started.  I heard teeth grinding sounds and thought to myself "uh-oh." and when I walked around the corner I saw a very pale, blue-lipped Jack in the middle of a seizure.  I froze and couldn't make my mind work.  After what felt like forever I took Jack's coat off and turned him on his side.  I was working on his belt and pants (had diastat on hand) and he came to and looked around and very weakly whispered "bus" and I gently told him "Jack, you had a seizure and you're probably feeling sick"  I did not need to use the diastat this time.

I grabbed the phone and called Jason, then I called the school, and then finally I remembered the bus!  I ran out to the bus and explained to the driver that Jack had a seizure and I would be keeping him home from school.  I ran back inside and assessed Jack.  He was really out of it with big pupils and very pale.  I then remembered I had to call his TSS (who meets him at school every day) and by the time I was done talking to her Jack was fast asleep on the living room floor.  This one hit him pretty hard.  He slept from 8:30 am until after 12:00.  When he woke up he was confused and disoriented and very lethargic.  He perked up a bit and ate a late lunch but was very quiet and his speech was slurred (he had a hard time getting his consonants out)...then, by 3:00 pm he totally perked up and was back to being Jack!  He was dancing and singing, hopping around and requested to eat like 5 times before dinner!

He's been fine ever since...no other seizures that we've noticed.

So this isn't the first time and it certainly won't be the last -- but boy do seizures have a way of knocking me for a loop.  It's like we go just long enough for them to creep to the middle-to-back part of my mind, almost a distant memory then WHAM -- NOPE, no relaxing for you!  I know it's out of my control -- and that's probably the hardest thing.  I had a really hard time sending him on the bus yesterday but I know I can't keep him home just in case...ya know?  So he's fine, and I am too -- but I don't like these sneak attacks.