Part 11

Part 11

Jessica didn't come in when she got home, she got into her car, and left. Heather and I went in, she took off my clothes, and gave me a bath. She started telling me a story about how great my mom is and how she loves me so much. It's nice of her to say those things but I didn't see the love today, and I surely didn't feel it. After my bath we went through our normal routine of a full body rub down, I ate, and she sung me to sleep. This time she didn't hold onto me the entire time, she put me in my crib, I looked at her, and gave a smile before I went back to sleep.

I'm not sure how long I was sleep but I know when I woke up Mike was home from work, but I couldn't hear the other kids. I started to cry to alert them I was awake, Mike came in to change me, then took me downstairs to the living room where Heather was sitting watching TV. When she saw me in Mike's arms she smiled and came to get me. We laid on the floor for tummy time while Mike was making my bottle. Heather had these funny looking toys and I was trying to grab them but I couldn't control my movements again, and I know what follows after. Heather jumped up, put me in the sofa and started to rub me, but this time it wasn't going to help. My body started to hurt so bad, Heather yelled out for Mike,

"She's really tight, her body feels like a rock, and she's drenched in sweat. Call the Doctor, let him know it's getting worse."

I'm crying at the top of my lungs because it feels like the inside of me is going to explode. I couldn't move anything, not even my head, it's like I was frozen solid in this position, but the pain alone was making me dizzy. I started to vomit the food I had left in my stomach from before my nap. Mike yelled out that he's going to start the car and to get me dressed, we're heading to the hospital. They bundled and strapped me up again, while Mike was driving Heather was keeping watch. Out of the blue my eyes started to roll and body started to shake, but worse than it ever did. I don't remember the rest, I guess I fell asleep at some point, I'm not really sure.

When I opened my eyes I was connected to all types of cords and wires. Mike and Heather were both there sitting next to my crib. They look like they've been crying then Mike called for a Doctor saying I was awake. I took a good look at them and they were in different clothes but looked extremely tired, like they've been up all night. The Doctor came over to check me but talking to them.

"She looks fine, all of the scans came back okay, it's safe to say she had a seizure but I can't say she won't have another one before her first year is over. We want to keep her under observation for a few more days. Before you take her home we'll give you something in case she has another seizure. As soon as she start to seize you want to administer the application as soon as possible. If she has too many, it can cause brain damage since she's so young."

Wait, was he talking about me? Brain damage if I have too many? How do I stop them? The Doctor started to walk out but I have questions I want answers too, but I don't have the ability to ask; this is so frustrating. I started to cry, I want to go home now, things make sense when I'm home.