Last weekend Evan had a seizure and it was clear that he had an aura (feeling indicating a seizure was coming) prior to the seizure. We were playing outside and he told me he was having a seizure. He didn't look like he was having one so I asked him to come over to me--he walked normally with no obvious seizure occurring. I picked him up and sat down with him on my lap and 10 seconds after he told me he was having a seizure, it began.
The seizure itself was pretty typical for Evan. He shook on the left side, had a goofy smile, never lost consciousness and was able to talk during it.
As soon as I picked him up, Aria said she needed to go into the house to get something and she was off. In no time she was back, wearing her watch--a craft kit Claire sent her to do while Evan was in the hospital last month. As soon as she reached Evan and I, she looked at her watch and asked me if his seizure was over. When I told her it was, she looked at her watch again and asked me how long it lasted. I told her it was a minute and 15 seconds. "Ok" she said with one more glace at her watch and then she was back to playing and Evan hopped off my lap and joined her.
I found myself fighting back tears. A 2 1/2 year old shouldn't know what a seizure is and a 4 1/2 year old shouldn't know you have to time a seizure. Neither of them were moved by this exchange--it's normal for them.