16.11.14
9.11.14
Trials and tribulations!!
Back to school in the winter usually means the start of coughs, colds and general nasty viruses. And with three children it's really been doing the rounds this year. Nothing major, just the usual coughing sneezing and buckets of snot.....or so we thought.
Friday night Ruby was particularly restless so I put her into bed with me. The next minute she started fitting. I ran downstairs with her where Mark had been delegated to the sofa. Her head was lolling back and her eyes weren't fixed. She was boiling hot.
I have never been so scared in my whole life.
After about five minutes the convulsions stopped. It was the longest few minutes of my life.
Mark rushed her down to A&E.
It was a Febrile Seizure
Something that is fairly common, but I had never heard of it.
She is home now. Very tired and clingy. Still hot. But she is home.
How precious are our children? For a split second I thought we were losing her. I couldn't let myself imagine life without her. It is every parents worst fear.
If you have small children, babies, please read up on Febrile Seizures
Febrile seizures are quite common. An estimated 1 in 20 children will have at least one febrile seizure at some point. Most febrile seizures occur between the ages of six months and three years. The average age is 18 months.
I will be better prepared if it happens again. I'm going to invest in a good ear thermometer. I will probably become temperature obsessed!
But I will be prepared.
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Friday night Ruby was particularly restless so I put her into bed with me. The next minute she started fitting. I ran downstairs with her where Mark had been delegated to the sofa. Her head was lolling back and her eyes weren't fixed. She was boiling hot.
I have never been so scared in my whole life.
After about five minutes the convulsions stopped. It was the longest few minutes of my life.
Mark rushed her down to A&E.
It was a Febrile Seizure
Something that is fairly common, but I had never heard of it.
She is home now. Very tired and clingy. Still hot. But she is home.
How precious are our children? For a split second I thought we were losing her. I couldn't let myself imagine life without her. It is every parents worst fear.
If you have small children, babies, please read up on Febrile Seizures
Febrile seizures are quite common. An estimated 1 in 20 children will have at least one febrile seizure at some point. Most febrile seizures occur between the ages of six months and three years. The average age is 18 months.
I will be better prepared if it happens again. I'm going to invest in a good ear thermometer. I will probably become temperature obsessed!
But I will be prepared.
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23.10.14
The Wolf at the Door
This came up on my time hop today. I wrote it a couple of years ago on my old blog.
Sadly things are no better, in fact it is worse.
Some people refer to depression as "The Black Dog". Good analysis
OCD is a form of that, or mental illness really.
And that Wolf has been sniffing around my heels for many years.
"You can't depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus."
Mark Twain
This is my mantra, but when the wolf bites it gets forgotten.
I have heard OCD described as a bridge. On one side is the foggy world of fear, obsessional doubt, anxiety, emotional reasoning, unreality and ritual that is OCD.
On the other side is common sense, reality, objectivity.....FREEDOM!!
My husband often asks me where I am on the bridge, I'm usually somewhere in the middle, but when the wolf howls, I'm lost in the fog.
OCD is an affliction that is stopping me from LIVING MY LIFE and I don't know why.
I have had therapy over the years. In fact this time last year I thought I'd been 'cured.'
But slowly but surely it's been creeping back in, I don't think it ever really went away. I understand it better.
I struggle with emotions, have done for most of my life. I've depended on lots of crutches, food, alcohol, OCD.
Anything to stop me from thinking and feeling really. But I don't understand why and therein lies the key.
I hope one day I can take that key, cross the bridge away from OCD land. I will unlock the door, step over the threshold where love and peace is waiting for me.
And I will slam that door against the beast forever.
Back to today..
I've had more therapy, swapped my medication to different tablets, different doses time and time again.
Yet the dog still barks, over and over again.
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Sadly things are no better, in fact it is worse.
Some people refer to depression as "The Black Dog". Good analysis
OCD is a form of that, or mental illness really.
And that Wolf has been sniffing around my heels for many years.
"You can't depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus."
Mark Twain
This is my mantra, but when the wolf bites it gets forgotten.
I have heard OCD described as a bridge. On one side is the foggy world of fear, obsessional doubt, anxiety, emotional reasoning, unreality and ritual that is OCD.
On the other side is common sense, reality, objectivity.....FREEDOM!!
My husband often asks me where I am on the bridge, I'm usually somewhere in the middle, but when the wolf howls, I'm lost in the fog.
OCD is an affliction that is stopping me from LIVING MY LIFE and I don't know why.
I have had therapy over the years. In fact this time last year I thought I'd been 'cured.'
But slowly but surely it's been creeping back in, I don't think it ever really went away. I understand it better.
I struggle with emotions, have done for most of my life. I've depended on lots of crutches, food, alcohol, OCD.
Anything to stop me from thinking and feeling really. But I don't understand why and therein lies the key.
I hope one day I can take that key, cross the bridge away from OCD land. I will unlock the door, step over the threshold where love and peace is waiting for me.
And I will slam that door against the beast forever.
Back to today..
I've had more therapy, swapped my medication to different tablets, different doses time and time again.
Yet the dog still barks, over and over again.
- Posted using BlogPress from my ipad
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