Ellie had what we thought were a couple of seizures yesterday afternoon. They scared her and us, so we headed to the hospital where she had one more "episode". Anyhow, the ER doctor told us that it sounded like a perfect description of seizures, and sent the pediatrician on duty to talk to us. The pediatrician said that only one of the three episode sounded like a possible seizure, so he ordered us to stay 48 hours for observation, and an EEG. I'm not really sure how I feel about their differences in opinion... but I am grateful that tests are getting done.
Nothing happened after we were admitted, except a lot of terrible sleep. They weren't going to let Josh stay with me, but they did in the end, as he asked if he could sleep in the rocking chair. I was so grateful that he was here. I was really a nervous wreck, and was not looking forward to finding out what I would be like when he left.
This morning she had her EEG. She did great. They put something like 28 little "bottons" on her head, and she was so patient while they measured her and drew on her little head in red maker. She had to sleep for 30 minutes, then be partially awake while they flashed strobe lights in her eyes for 5 minutes. Then she had to be awake for a few minutes, and then they let her go back to sleep. She had a little bit of a weird gasp for air during the test. I read somewhere that babies don't have very good breathing rhythms and sometimes they will just stop breathing for a bit, and that it can cause seizures sometimes. Anyways, if that is what happened they would have caught that in the test, because they also look at apnea during the test.
We'll have the results back this evening or in the morning.
My mom was able to bring us dinner last night and lunch today, and is planning on bringing us dinner again tonight. It was so nice to have some coffee from home... the coffee here was pretty terrible. And its amazing how delightful a regular old ham and swiss sandwich tastes when you are stuck in a hospital.
I was thinking yesterday whilst sitting in the ER about how our hearts, mine in particular so easily flee to the Lord when trials and tough times come our way. I'm always more likely to pray if something is going wrong, than to pray when something is going good. I mentioned this to my sweet husband, and he looked contemplative for a moment and then said, "His rod and His staff, they comfort us." Its so true. I'm so thankful for my loving gracious savior, who is with me even now.
Then today, I was reading Spurgeon's Morning Mediation. And he said this: " Think of how His grace has been sufficient for thee in all thy troubles—how His blood has been a pardon to thee in all thy sins—how His rod and His staff have comforted thee. When thou hast thus looked back upon the love of the Lord, then let faith survey His love in the future, for remember that Christ's covenant and blood have something more in them than the past." I love how God providentially sends me just the right message at the right time.
Anyhow.. that's all I've got for now. We'll keep you guys updated. Thank you for all your prayers. They are really much appreciated. Now I realize how my mom felt when I was going through all that heart trouble. Its pretty difficult to watch a little one have trouble. Little Ellie is smothered in prayers, and we are grateful for a loving God who loves us now and in the future as well, and He's got her in the palm of His hand.
Nothing happened after we were admitted, except a lot of terrible sleep. They weren't going to let Josh stay with me, but they did in the end, as he asked if he could sleep in the rocking chair. I was so grateful that he was here. I was really a nervous wreck, and was not looking forward to finding out what I would be like when he left.
This morning she had her EEG. She did great. They put something like 28 little "bottons" on her head, and she was so patient while they measured her and drew on her little head in red maker. She had to sleep for 30 minutes, then be partially awake while they flashed strobe lights in her eyes for 5 minutes. Then she had to be awake for a few minutes, and then they let her go back to sleep. She had a little bit of a weird gasp for air during the test. I read somewhere that babies don't have very good breathing rhythms and sometimes they will just stop breathing for a bit, and that it can cause seizures sometimes. Anyways, if that is what happened they would have caught that in the test, because they also look at apnea during the test.
We'll have the results back this evening or in the morning.
My mom was able to bring us dinner last night and lunch today, and is planning on bringing us dinner again tonight. It was so nice to have some coffee from home... the coffee here was pretty terrible. And its amazing how delightful a regular old ham and swiss sandwich tastes when you are stuck in a hospital.
I was thinking yesterday whilst sitting in the ER about how our hearts, mine in particular so easily flee to the Lord when trials and tough times come our way. I'm always more likely to pray if something is going wrong, than to pray when something is going good. I mentioned this to my sweet husband, and he looked contemplative for a moment and then said, "His rod and His staff, they comfort us." Its so true. I'm so thankful for my loving gracious savior, who is with me even now.
Then today, I was reading Spurgeon's Morning Mediation. And he said this: " Think of how His grace has been sufficient for thee in all thy troubles—how His blood has been a pardon to thee in all thy sins—how His rod and His staff have comforted thee. When thou hast thus looked back upon the love of the Lord, then let faith survey His love in the future, for remember that Christ's covenant and blood have something more in them than the past." I love how God providentially sends me just the right message at the right time.
Anyhow.. that's all I've got for now. We'll keep you guys updated. Thank you for all your prayers. They are really much appreciated. Now I realize how my mom felt when I was going through all that heart trouble. Its pretty difficult to watch a little one have trouble. Little Ellie is smothered in prayers, and we are grateful for a loving God who loves us now and in the future as well, and He's got her in the palm of His hand.
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