I have sufficiently recovered from the events of Sunday. Sunday morning to be exact. very early Sunday morning. At about 3 in the morning I heard SJ calling me from the bathroom. When I get to the bathroom she is passed out cold. I try to lift her up and she starts moaning about her head and then....seizure. The most horrible thing I have ever seen and I pray to God that I never see again.
Long story short , police cars, ambulance and paramedics at my house and we are on the way to Jersey Shore Hospital. SJ was a trooper. Tons of tests - but she seems to be OK now. Something about dehydration and low blood pressure and a wicked virus - the "perfect storm".
I don't need any more excitement for the rest of the summer!
