All tired out.

That title pretty much sums it up. We are all tired out at our house. Carly started with a yucky nose last weekend. She felt bad last Sunday and pretty much just laid around all day. I sent her to school on Monday, because I figure a yucky nose can be dealt with. Besides, at that point a runny nose was all she was dealing with. She does really well when using tissue's, so I wasn't worried much about sending her to school.

Next comes Tuesday. She's is still dealing with a runny nose, but not as bad as I was expecting. Again, I let her go to school. I hate keeping her home from school for only a runny nose. I knew eventually, she would be missing school at some point during this week.

Wednesday as we were heading to the bus, Carly coughed a couple of times. I knew that we'd be at the doctor by Thursday. Wednesday night Carly was coughing some rather deep sounding coughs as she lay sleeping. She fell asleep on the couch about 9pm. I figured I would just sleep in the living room with her, and not disturb her by getting her up and into bed. For some reason, I couldn't sleep. It was 12:45 when I decided we were going in to bed. I propped up a couple of pillows for Carly to help avoid some coughing. I put her in bed. When I looked at the clock it was 12:56.

2am. That's when all Hell broke loose. Mind you, this Hell didn't last much more than about 15seconds. Still, it was 15seconds too long. Carly was laying between Paul and I. Yes...she does sleep in our bed a majority of the time. At 2, I had just turned over. I looked at the clock thinking it would surely read 6am, time to get up. Well, it wasn't 6am, but it was time to wake up. Carly had sat up, as she often does and leaned her head on my side. She remains in sitting position and just leans her head on my side. I did as I always do, lifted her off my side and laid her back down. Except this time things went a bit hairy. She was laying on her back, head on her pillow when she started to cry. Or so I thought. I leaned over her and realized she isn't crying. She had a look on her face of shear terror. She was yelling "ooooooooohhhhhhh". At that time noticed she had her fists clenched. I can't really describe what she was doing with her fists.. It was as if she was shaking her fists at someone. Her arms were bent at the elbows and her fists were clenched. Of course I had no idea what was going on. I started talking to her, asking her what was wrong. At that point, Paul woke up. I told him to reach over and turn on the light. Just after he did, Carly looked over at him and gave him a sign that I'm not proud of at all. Yes..she gave her dad the finger! I have no idea what the heck that whole episode was. I told Paul I thought she may have just had a seizure. He said he thought she seemed to have had a nightmare. Whatever the case, I never slept another wink the rest of the night.

Thursday morning we headed to the doctor. I told the doc about what had gone on. He said it didn't really sound like a seizure. Because it lasted no more that 15seconds. And that her body didn't contort. He did say that many times just after someone has a seizure, they wet themselves. Well, Carly did wet the bed. We realized it around 3am. We can't be sure if it happened after the episode or during. I never noticed it until an hour after the whole ordeal. The doctor was leaning more toward a night terror. Me....I think she had a seizure, but being I've never witnessed a seizure, I really can't be sure. One thing I do know....this scared the frigging HELL out of me!

Last night Carly slept fairly well. I woke to her every move. Considering the poor girl has bronchitis, a double ear infection and a nasty looking throat. Which the doc assumed was strep, but wasn't willing to put the swab in Carly's throat. His thoughts were, she's getting antibiotics regardless. Carly was able to get some much needed rest last night. Thank God, she didn't have any more episodes..

The doc told me to keep a close eye on her and if she does have another episode, she will go in for an EEG. Can I just say, I'm so tired of doctors telling me to "keep a close eye on her". That phrase itself freaks me out. And yes. I keep a very close eye on her. That's why I know for a fact, she hasn't ever had any episodes like she had the other night.

Oh, to top it off. I'm sick too. I've had this annoying cough for 2 weeks. It mainly flares up when I've been talking. So, I'm avoiding phone calls as much as possible! Anyway, the doc listened to me and told me that I'm worse sounding than Carly is. He put me on antibiotics too. Good thing he did. I woke up this morning with such a sore throat I could barely swallow.

Guess we have good reason to be all tired out!