Apparently the fever got high enough that one of her therapist thinks that she may have had a fibrial seizure. Long story short after I was crying on the phone with my mom, because quite frankly keeping up with A's "she may have this" it starts to take a toll on me, my mom finally realized what I was trying to say. Apparently this is similiar to what would happen to me as a kid. There isn't supposed to be any real damaging effects to the body, but it did set her back for a little bit, which we are working on.
While we are talking about her health, A is still seeing an OT, ST and getting a PT. Thankfully the therapist are still going to daycare which is what allows me to continue to work.
Daddy is the baby sleep whisperer, he can make her fall asleep anywhere, anytime.
This crazy kid loves medicine.
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