We have had to take a little break from our adventures for a couple of reasons. All of us came down with that nasty cold, that I have taken to calling the Black Plague. We are heading into week 4 and still are all coughing with sore throats and head congestion. No fun at all.
Last Saturday, I was at the beach for my annual Beach Bunco girls' weekend and Geoff had planed a fun weekend of visits with Grandma and going to the toy store with the boys. The first hitch to their plan was that both boys were borderline sick. Owen had stayed home from school Thursday and Friday and Noah seemed to be coming down with the cold too. Then Saturday morning Noah experienced a huge seizure. This seizure started out like his regular seizures and then after about 4 minutes Noah went completely limp and started to struggle to breathe. Geoff gave him emergency medication and after another minute the seizure ceased and Noah went to sleep. The combination of the medication, the seizure and the cold wiped Noah out for days. He couldn't walk for a day afterward and missed Monday and Tuesday at school.
Noah's seizure is a reminder that all of our plans have to be tentative. We never know when Noah will have what we call "bad days" and we need to spend time at home with him. Those days are an odd combination of fear and boredom where you worry about Noah and sit next to him watching endless hours of preschool television.
But we will be back, in a week or so...
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