Scary Days

This past couple of days have been scary. As you all probably heard, Katie had a "fever siezure". It was scary. I never want to experience that again. This happend on Tuesday night. That morning she wasn't feeling well. She had thrown up multiple times and had a fever, I didn't take it but she was warm to the touch. I had put her in the car to take her to the hospital ( I thought she was having an elergic reaction to dried cherries) but on the way she fell asleep, I thought it was something that she would just sleep off so I turned around and went home. HOW STUPID AM I! I had a doctors appointment that I went to that afternoon and called Robert often to make sure she was alright, she was still sleeping. When I got home, Robert told me that she had eaten a banana and she looked alright. Andy came over at about 4 p.m to see the kids and she was doing decent. I could tell that she was not feeling well again so I gave her some motrin. She came and layed in my bed and was only complaining that she was tired but I decided to take her temp under her arm. It read at 102.0 and I don't know if it was correct because she was moving and didn't want to have anything to do with it. So I gave her her pacie and went out to have a smoke. Andy was in the house so I thought if something happend he would hear her. I sat outside on the porch, right outside my bedroom window and lite my smoke. I heard a little groan and thought it was just her complaining about being sick and then I heard a louder groan and knew something wasn't right. I came back into the bedroom and found her on the bed siezing. She was by herself. I wasn't there to comfort her when it began. I wasn't there... I feel so guilty. I yelled to Andy and he called the fire department and they took her to the hospital. I let her temp get to high. At the hospital it was 103.7. She is okay. I guess that there's no damage that happends from these types of siezures and they aren't preventable, but they are. If I had took the time to give her some medicine when she was first not feeling well, it probably wouldn't happen. How could I let this happen?! I tell her everday how sorry I am. How sorry I am that I turned the car around when I was going to bring her. How do I get over the guilt? I could have prevented it. All I can say is please, please watch your babies. If they are sick, please trust them and give them the attention that they need. The doctors told me that this is most likely something that is genetic, but it could happen to anyone. Doctors also say that if it happends once, it will probably happen again. Just please... watch your kids. Save yourself this kind of heartach and guilt.
Melissa