Well, one of my worst nightmares officially came true this morning.
Connor had a seizure while I was driving.
We were happily on our way to Toddler Treasures reading group at the library about half an hour ago. I was just pulling up to a major intersection, driving in the far left-hand lane, when Connor, who had been laughing and babbling to himself, suddenly became really, really quiet. I looked in the rear view mirror and saw to my horror that his head was lolling on his shoulder, he wasn't breathing, and his whole body was blue. I lay on the horn and pulled across two lanes of traffic into the Fred Meyer parking lot, where I threw on the emergency brake and jumped out of the car.
I got Connor out of his car seat on onto the ground, gave him three breaths, and he came back. I'm thinking the whole thing probably took less than a minute. By the time a couple of other cars pulled up and people ran up, he was already conscious again and, while not happy, was responsive and aware of his surroundings. I told the concerned folks around us that we didn't need the ambulance, as he would be all right now that Connor was breathing again, and then strapped him back in the car and we went home, where I put him to bed and then proceeded to have a small fit of hysterics in the middle of my living room.
I'll be calling the neurologist to let him know that Connor had another seizure and see if he wants to up the little guy's medication. In the meantime, I'll be staying off the highway and any roads without shoulders as much as I can.
Thank God he's okay.
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