Our scary night at th ER with Eva

We had a very scary Monday night. Our sweet daughter Eva experienced a seizure and it was so scary. That's the only way I can describe it. She didn't have the type of seizure where you have convulsions, she had the type where you're very vacant in the eyes, almost like a vegetative state. It was the scariest thing in the world to see the light leave my daughters eyes, she just wasn't there.

At first we thought she was just really tired and kind of sleep walking. I picked Eva up and put her on the couch and as I kept talking to her I decided the best way I knew to snap her out of it was to put Elle on her belly and I knew Eva would swat at her and tell her to get off. Elle kissed her and drooled on her and even swatted her in the face but Eva hardly even blinked, that's when I knew that she wasn't sleepy that there was something wrong.

I put Elle down and grabbed Eva's hand and told her to squeeze it and she did nothing, she just was staring off.

Then I screamed for Jeremy, I picked Eva up and realized that she had wet herself. I screamed for Jeremy again(he was right in the middle of an online timed test) he ran down and went across the street to our neighbors house to get my friends husband to help give Eva a blessing...as soon as the blessing was over I knew that I had to pull it together for Eva if I was going to get through whatever was going on. So Jared(our neighbor) took Elle back with him and his family, I hurried and grabbed Eva a change of clothes and her jacket and wrapped her in a blanket and got into the car. As we were driving we were praying over and over; Eva was very limp and drooling a lot, my whole arm was soaked. Right before we got to the hospital her eyes were rolling a little and she was grunting a lot I wasn't sure if she was breathing anymore, I was getting as close to her as possible making sure she was still breathing, I even blew air into her mouth once. As we pulled up(of course the ER was under construction and the normal entrance wasn't accessible) we jumped out of the car and one of the ER employees parked our car for us. Jeremy did call the ER and let them know we were on the way. The doctor said that she was out of her seizure and that she was in this very sleepy state that was common after a seizure. They started getting her hooked up to oxygen and other things and I just talked to her the whole time, I told her what was going on and what everyone was doing. Jeremy was able to call my parents and they were on there way.

The nurses had a really hard time getting one of her veins(just like her mom) and every time they poked her she reacted and the nurses said that that was a really good sign that she was responding. Throughout this time she was making noises...rhythmic grunting, she sang a little, and made odd crying sounds. It was so scary to see her like that. I went with her when they did the CT scan and an X-ray they ran tests on her blood and it was all normal. About two hours had passed since the seizure and the doctor said it wasn't good that she hadn't been awake yet or showing any real signs of activity. Right then Jeremy got down in her ear and told her to wake up in Spanish, and then my mom told her that she really need to wake up and within a minute she started crying, her cry, it was Eva crying. She pulled the mask off and wanted to know what was in her arm. She really started to pull at things and get things off. She cried out for me and they were the sweetest words I have ever heard. Just hearing her cry was such a glorious feeling. I tried to calm her and let her know what was going on, she was very confused and scared. Unfortunately they had to do a catheter after she had woken up and that was so hard. She was just so brave. All she wanted to do(once she could form her words) was "go to grandma's" Once we were released from the hospital Eva and I spent the night at grandma's house and daddy stayed home with Elle so Elle could get a decent nights sleep.

They decided to keep the tube of the IV in her arm just in case we had to come back since they had such a hard time getting it in. When she woke up Tuesday morning she was just bursting with energy, she was so happy to be at grandma's and she was very hungry. She loved that she had the little splint and bandages around her arm, she thought she had a 'broken arm' and she wanted to show all her friends how cool it was.



All the doctors could tell us is that some kids just get seizures and sometimes it's a one time thing, sometime they have them a few times and just outgrow them with age. I almost wanted there to be something that set it off so then we could have something to fix...that's the natural man in me I guess...but there was nothing, no infection, no fever, nothing. We're going tomorrow to the pediatric neurology specialist and he will be doing a EEG scan. We'll be able to learn a little more about a week after that when the results are in.

Please just pray for us, every one's prayers were really felt last night, I know so many of our family members were praying, and Jeremy's mom was even able to call the temple and get Eva's name on the prayer list. We needed those prayers so much and they really worked, it all came through right when we needed it to.

Thank you so much for all of your love and support.

We'll keep you updated as soon as we know anything. For the EEG tomorrow we have to keep her up 2 hours past her bedtime(which should be easy, she's such a night owl) but then I have to wake her up at 4am!! And keep her awake till her appointment at 9:30am, they said they like them to be sleep deprived.

Hopefully tomorrow night Jeremy and I can get some sleep.

The differences in our lives since last night are already so prevalent, my very independent daughter is being watched like a hawk...which I never do. I let her do pretty much whatever she wants, she's such a responsible 4 yr old...seriously. I didn't even let her nap alone today, I couldn't.

She's just so precious. All of our children are, our families and friends. It was just so scary to think that I may never hear her say my name again, or here her laugh, or speak. That thought was more terrifying than anything I've ever known.

We love all of you, keep us in your prayers.

Love, The Browers.