The Beginning
"Yippee! It's a blue line! We're going to have a baby!"
My mum passed away suddenly a month prior to us finding out that I was pregnant. As if that wasn't enough, David and I were up to our eyes in renovating a Victorian house we had recently bought and then, blast, pre-eclempsia reared its head during the last five weeks of an otherwise uneventful pregnancy.
The Birth
Daisy was induced three weeks early and she sailed into our lives and hearts in the early hours of the morning, Saturday 11 April 1998. A vintage year! When the midwife handed Daisy to me we were amazed at the little wise eyes that met ours. Daisy was an old soul from the very start.
Coming Home
One morning, when Daisy was in bed with us, David noticed that one of Daisy's arms was trembling. At the end of the episode we noticed that she wasn't able to use her arm for about half an hour, after which time things seemed fine again. This happened again a week later, so I mentioned it to our health visitor who said to go and see our GP if it happened again.
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First Seizure
On 1 October 1998 I was feeding Daisy her lunch when she seemed to just 'slip away' and lose consciousness. Her breathing was very faint and I was unable to rouse her. We dashed into hospital and after various tests were kept in for overnight observation. Just after 4am Daisy went into status epilepticus. The shaking started in her left arm, spread to her left leg, then moved across to the other side of her body, limb by limb. This lasted for 45 minutes.
Daisy fast asleep and dreaming
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