Never Again

Never again do I want to see what I saw in the early morning hours of Tuesday. I have never been so scared/terrified/helpless/panicked and desperate as I was then. Finley started running a temp Monday evening. Before she went to bed, it was 103. I had a sneaking suspicion she had another uti but decided with ibuprofen and a little luck we would make it until her doctor's office opened on Tuesday. Boy was I ever wrong. I checked on her before I went to bed around 11:30. Her temp had come down to 99.5 so I went on to bed. I set my phone to wake me up at 3am but didn't need it. Finn woke me up a little before 3 and I knew she was not well. I took her temp and it was 104.7. I gave her meds and water and laid her back in her bed. She threw up and I will admit, I wasn't happy about having to change the sheets and scrub the bed. She was in the bathroom sitting on the floor. I tried to give her more medicine and was making plans to cover her with cold towels in my room. I had towels, my phone and the thermometer in my hand and was headed down the hall when I heard a crash. I ran back to the bathroom and saw Finley having a seizure. I am not going to go into details about it, because really, I wish I could forget. Anything you can imagine might come close to what I saw and if you have ever witnessed someone having a seizure well you just know. I dropped my phone and everything else and grabbed her up. (This is not what you are supposed to do when someone is seizing but I had to hold her so she would know I was with her.) I ran as best I could back to my bedroom to get the house phone. I thought it would be better to use it to call 911 rather than my cell. I couldn't find it, so I took Finn to the kitchen and laid her on the floor. Then I ran back to the bathroom and grabbed my cell phone. I wasn't the most calm person on the phone but I was FREAKING OUT BIG TIME!!!! I was in pj's so I ran to my room to change and get shoes on. When I made out of it back to the kitchen I saw the first police car pull up and I scooped Finn up and ran outside. I probably should have stayed in the house because Chloe was upset and Hutch was screaming but for a few seconds I needed to not be responsible for Finn. That might sound wrong to some but if I had not had a few seconds I wouldn't have been able to function at all and she needed me. I had to put the dog in the backyard because Reesee bounded out of the door as officers went in and they were afraid she would bite. I don't know how many police cars ended up at my house but there were a bunch there. Finally I saw the ambulance and relief flooded over me. Finn was still not responding at all but at least we were one step closer to the hospital. The 911 dispatcher called the gray house and alerted them to what was going on. I called Jeremy and regret doing that in the heat of the moment. It wasn't the most well thought out plan to wake him up with the news Finn had a seizure. I also called April thinking she had already been called by the gray house inhabitants. She had not and again, that wasn't my best thought out idea. She arrived seconds behind Granna and Granddaddy who immediately took charge of the other three kids. I jumped in the front seat of the ambulance and prayed for them to move faster. TeeTee hopped back in her car and followed us to the ER. As soon as she was wheeled in they began the rapid cool down process. There was a bunch of cold towels placed on her, an iv started, and blood work drawn. She also had a hefty dose of tylenal. She still was not responding or coherent and it was hard to see. If you know Finn at all she never stops chatting. TeeTee went to call Jeremy and he was trying to find a flight home. I told him not to do that yet, because as far away as he is, it didn't make sense for him to leave unless things were critical. Now things were really bad, but she was still breathing and slowly began to come around. The thermometer at the ER read 107.4 but they thought that couldn't be accurate. I will never know how high it was but in the end, that really doesn't matter. After a couple of hours and a few visitors, we were sent home with instructions to see her pediatrician asap. We did and I was right all along, another uti. We are on the road to recovery now (Finn physically, Me emotionally) and I hope she doesn't have another one anytime soon. But you can guarantee that I will not ever wait a suspected uti out overnight ever again.