March 18, 2009

Here we are. It's the evening before our second child, our daughter, Meadow Jade will arrive. There are so many emotions flowing through me at this moment. I would write about them, but I am so exhausted that I can barely see. I haven't slept a wink since Monday night. Last night at 9:00 p.m., my husband, Josh, had a seizure. He is a perfectly healthy 24 year old with no history of seizures. It was the worst night of my life. He is my best friend, my lover, my other half, and as I held him in my arms with his face pale as a ghost and his lips blue, his body jerking and all the muscles in his body becoming rigid, I honestly thought God had decided to take him from me. We went to the local hospital and he had a cat scan done, which came back negative. The ER doctor believes with the stress of changing jobs this week, welcoming our new daughter, and some financial problems that we've been experiencing could have brought it on, but not been the main cause. So we have to follow up with a neurologist. I know that everything will brighten tomorrow when I'm holding our baby girl in my arms, but as of right now, it is hard to think of anything but the health and well being of my love.