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Soooo...



Halloween is shaping up to be more on the tricky side...less on the treat.



Trevor has thrown up twice today. I'm happy to report we were able to get his meds in him. And they stayed down for several hours now. That's always my biggest fear. We've never had to use a rescue med. Just thinking about the possibility makes me queasy. And because I'm convinced the random vomiting in the hospital was seizure connected...I've been a little jumpy. But we've seen nothing (other than the vommies) that are making my seizure mommy heart squeeze.



He's been a little grumpy. But not overly.



Mostly he has been doing amazing. Truly amazing! Which is why it just stinks to have another set back.



::sigh::



Oh well...



I suppose it's less of an issue now that I never got 'round to getting the kiddos costumes...



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blogzilly said…
Vomit is the toughest thing for me to deal with. Tougher than blood actually. I just can't handle it.
October 31, 2009 at 1:30 PM
Katy Duddridge said…
Hugs Danielle, it's bloody tough and I'm not sure we'll ever get over that 'watching for weird/sz activity' feeling.

I hope it's just settling down activity and all is ok really.

Oh and you (US) guys are sooo much better at Halloween than us, we didn't even think about costumes! a pumpkin and some sparklers, lol!

Keep posting, love reading updates, kt:)
October 31, 2009 at 3:00 PM
Katy Duddridge said…
(Oh & Danielle, I'd love to email you re surgery but can't see how to do that other than post a comment, sorry! Got so many questions, I could bug you for years but if you have a minute, tell me how to email you and I will. We are in Limbo-land and not enjoying it one bit)
October 31, 2009 at 3:09 PM
Danielle said…
Ken...yeah it doesn't smell purty that's for sure. :(

Katy...of course, hon! tanzie213@yahoo.com is my email. I would love to help in any way I can. xoxo

...danielle
October 31, 2009 at 4:34 PM
Sinead said…
Hope the day got better. If it's ictal vomiting you would possibly expect to see a stunned face first. Maybe a bit of a mottled face.
October 31, 2009 at 9:45 PM
Lisa said…
Ugh...that just sucks to have to worry about. Maybe it's a bug? You know when Julia went through her round two hospital stay she was throwing up every day...we never really did figure out why. Fingers crossed that it passes and ends up being one of those "wow, that was weird" things.
November 1, 2009 at 8:43 AM
Colby said…
I'm with Ken...Give me blood anyday over the throw-ups...I just gag away!!!! Not to mention the TOTAL PANIC that comes from not keeping the Rx down!!!

I know what you mean about the rescue meds...I have the Diastat Gel on hand, but I have never had to resort to it (KNOCK ON WOOD!) Our rescue Rx is 10-15 mg. of Valium, which USUALLY works extremely well (KNOCK ON WOOD AGAIN!)...But I don't even like to give THAT!

I hope things improve with Trevy's little tummy....Sounds like, other than that, he is doing really well!

Cyndi
November 1, 2009 at 8:34 PM
SupermomE13 said…
Danielle, So sorry about the puke! I hope that today has been better and that Trevy will keep meds and food DOWN where they belong. :) And of course... praying for no seizures.
Hugs,
Erin
November 1, 2009 at 9:31 PM
Adesta said…
The girls were all set for Halloween...then Mommy canceled due to rain.

Sure, I got the, "But mom, we really want some candy!" bit, so I appeased them with going to Walmart and buying them a ton of candy. Better to spend the money on candy than on doctor visits I think!
November 2, 2009 at 4:46 AM
JSmith5780 said…
Hope everyone is feeling better today!
November 2, 2009 at 12:04 PM
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