I take so much for granted...

How easily I have forgotten how fast things can go bad. This week is Bible School and while I'm not involved, my Mom is the director. And as goes tradition, she has all the kids she can pack into the house there for Bible School. She has my niece, my nephew, my boys, 3 cousin's and my nieces friend (who doesn't speak great English since she's Russian)...plus my adult cousin and aunt. Last night at 10:30 we tucked our boys in and headed for home. We had just dozed off when I heard Todd's phone telling him he had a message. I asked him who was messaging him at this hour, he looked at his phone and it was my Mom...Lane's sugar must be off....he called the house and Cathy answered she said "Lane's having a seizure" I can guarantee you've never seen this fat girl move like I did last night! I was dressed and in the car WAY before Todd and really mad that he wasn't waiting on me! We could see the ambulance lights from 2 roads over....there's nothing an ambulance can do for him, they could transport him to the hospital where they'd run some tests, and tell us he had a seizure....which we'd tell them! Lane continued to seize for a total of 40 minutes (his longest yet) but the situation was handled beautifully! His sugar was checked, the kids were contained and cared for but everyone had so much adrenaline at that point that no one slept well after that! It was interesting how he came out of it, he was eating an ice cream bar (to bring his sugar back up) and after he took the last bite, he swallowed, looked at me, smiled and said "Hi Mom" Oh there is nothing like that first "Hi Mom" when you're baby leaves you and finally comes back! The worst part was that he knew we were there but he couldn't see us, he could hear us but couldn't make out what we were saying...in the beginning of the seizure he was screaming "I want my Mom, I want my Dad, but I'll miss my Grandma" then when he could hear us he'd yell "help me help me" and he couldn't understand that there's nothing we could do to help him! That's the worst part! To be standing with him and not be able to reach him. Sorry if I rambled through this, I'm very tired! I can't stress enough how important a family support system is....it has saved our lives! Cathy was with us for the first seizure and immediately knew "the scream" that Lane screams during a seizure, my Mom was able to delegate jobs to people and my aunt and uncle came over to help, my other aunt sat with the kids and watched cartoons, and when it was all over, all the cousins gave Lane Michael a big squeeze....even though he wasn't sure why everyone was looking at him! The human body amazes me! I may add to this later as more details from the evening come back to me...