lacyndarella
12-24-2008, 11:27 PM
Okay, the temper tantrum was not teething, nor was it a temper tantrum. He slept all night. He slept all morning. He played some this afternoon, but he was mostly wanting to be held. He refused to eat. He would drink milk. Huge mistake.
We were watching It's a Wonderful Life. He was falling asleep on my lap. He had a nasty tonic, which bordered on generalizing into a tonic clonic as he came out of it. He convulsed rather violently for a few seconds. I was holding him, so I soothed him and he fell back to sleep. About 10 - 15 minutes after the seizure, he projectile vomitted all the milk all over himself and me. I handed him to his father, saying put him in the tub! He projectile vommited again all over the hallway on the way to the tub. I pulled off my nightie and roughly cleaned myself up, put on a robe and took Jimmie back to put in the tub. David cleaned up the hallway. We washed the boy up and David went out to get tylenol and motrin (we'll use them in tandem tonight as needed) and pedialyte...no more milk for him. He does seem to have a slight fever. Anyway, I got him back to sleep, and I washed my nightie and his jammies and David's jammies, which were saved the worse of it, but man the house stinks, so anything that was possibly hit, I washed. Mystery explained. My boy doesn't have tantrums like that. Poor baby...sick for Santa's visit.
We were watching It's a Wonderful Life. He was falling asleep on my lap. He had a nasty tonic, which bordered on generalizing into a tonic clonic as he came out of it. He convulsed rather violently for a few seconds. I was holding him, so I soothed him and he fell back to sleep. About 10 - 15 minutes after the seizure, he projectile vomitted all the milk all over himself and me. I handed him to his father, saying put him in the tub! He projectile vommited again all over the hallway on the way to the tub. I pulled off my nightie and roughly cleaned myself up, put on a robe and took Jimmie back to put in the tub. David cleaned up the hallway. We washed the boy up and David went out to get tylenol and motrin (we'll use them in tandem tonight as needed) and pedialyte...no more milk for him. He does seem to have a slight fever. Anyway, I got him back to sleep, and I washed my nightie and his jammies and David's jammies, which were saved the worse of it, but man the house stinks, so anything that was possibly hit, I washed. Mystery explained. My boy doesn't have tantrums like that. Poor baby...sick for Santa's visit.