Tony Robbins Video
If you need a little inspiration to get a little more control of personal and business life, this Tony Robbins video might be a step in the right direction…
Posted on October 2nd, 2008 by admin and filed under Uncategorized | No Comments »
Thank You For Your Support…
I was not prepared for the outpouring of support, kind words, and other parents experiences (Mike, I really feel for you man), in regards to our terrifying experience.
What we learned is if our children have a fever of 100 or more to keep them close and cool until the fever goes down permanently.
Give them Tylenol and Motrin every 6 hours or so. Not both at the same time…trade one for the other every 6 hours.
You may want to ask your Pediatrician what to do to avoid this from happening to your child. Let us know.
It felt good to write about it. But it really felt good when all the responses came pouring it.
Thank you very much.
Ryder is good as new 
Posted on October 1st, 2008 by admin and filed under Uncategorized | No Comments »
The Most Terrifying 10 Minutes Of My Life…
I was working in my office, next door was my son, sleeping in his room. It was around 1:15 pm when it all happened…
Earlier that morning my son, Ryder (he’s 2), woke up very sleepy, and very hot. We took his temperature. It was 101. Our doctor said not to bother calling unless it was 102 or higher. So we let him sleep, and put a cold compress on his forehead.
He tried to get up at around 11am, but he just didn’t have the energy and fell back to sleep.
So we put him in his crib around noon. I went back to my home office to work.
At 1:20 or so, I heard movement in his crib. A sound I’ve heard many times before as he begins to wake.
I walked to his door, opened it, and approached his crib with my loving smile; eager to see his smiling face…he’s always smiling when he wakes up…
But what I saw is burned into my memory banks forever…
His lips were blue, his eyes where glazed over, his mouth was bubbling slightly, and he looked like he was choking…arching his back uncontrollably. I grabbed him and turned him on his side thinking it might be vomit that he was choking on and hoping it would come out as I tapped his back. All this while I was on my way to the kitchen telephone.
I was terrified…almost out of body as I look back…
After trying to relieve his choking, I tried mouth to mouth. Nothing changed. I was panicking…
I laid him on the kitchen floor on his side, picked up the telephone to call 911, and the line was dead. I couldn’t get dial tone (my wife unplugged it earlier so that it wouldn’t wake him up). I threw it aside and then grabbed for my cell phone which as right next to the telephone and called 911, totally out of my mind with terror. They picked up and I was screaming our address into the phone.
My son was barely making a sound at this point. He stopped arching his back. I thought I was losing him.
His lips where still blue and his mouth was bubbling. Not a breath.
After a few minutes with the 911 operator I couldn’t take it anymore. I picked him up off the floor, and at the same time my wife came in through the back sliding door. She was on the phone outside speaking with one of our managers.
She said, ‘Oh My God’, and I yelled, ‘Get The Door’, and at that very moment as we approached the front door there was a knock. It was a Police Officer. He asked for my son, we went to our couch and laid him down.
At this moment it appeared as though there was color back in his lips, but his eyes where glazed over, and I noticed a little breath creeping through his nose and mouth.
Then, the Paramedics arrived.
They said his heart rate was in a normal range under the circumstances, his temperature was 101, and they said he probably had a Fibrol Seizure, and that although it looks terrible, but that he is probably going to be fine. But to be sure, they wanted to bring him to Emergency. I totally lost it, sobbing for several seconds.
I rode with him in the Ambulance (he loves Ambulances and Fire Trucks…) and my wife met us at the Hospital.
He slept on our chests as we took turn with him, my wife and I. A couple hours later he spoke a little bit, and he was coming along fine.
We eventually went home, and he was almost normal except for his scratchy voice. I couldn’t believe the change that occurred, but I was so amazingly happy he was OK. Nothing else mattered.
He ate a small dinner, even took a bath.
When he want to sleep I lost it again as I re-lived the experience…the look on his face…
My wife re-assured me that he was going to be fine. And he is. Thank God.
Thanks for listening.
Posted on September 30th, 2008 by admin and filed under Uncategorized | 17 Comments »