God is Good!!!

Well, most of you already know about this, but Friday night was one of the worst nights of my life. Rob and I had been at a church gathering at some friends' house, and our kids were at the church office with our preacher's daughter. We went to pick them up around 10:45 p.m. Rob picked up Parker - who had been sleeping and went to put him in his car seat. I was still inside chatting when Rob came running thru the door with Parker who was limp and blue and not breathing. I could see the horror in Rob's face as I asked him what was wrong? He put him down to check his pulse and began to give him rescue breaths. I was hysterical. I don't even know what I was saying, but I couldn't control my fear and completly lost it. Our preacher called 911 and was on the phone with them while Rob was breathing for Parker. He finally made a gurgling noise and rob turned him to his side and did a finger sweep. Then, he sat him up - Parker was just sitting there like he didn't know where he was or who anyone was. There was a little color coming back into his face and then the paramedics showed up. I have never been so glad to see someone in my whole life. I then came to find out that when Rob was putting Parker in his carseat, his eyes dialated really big and his arms stiffened up and he was shaking a little. We were then told that he probably had a seizure due to a sudden spike in his tempature. We arrived at the hospital around 11:00 p.m., and they took alot of blood from him, got a urine sample, took a chest x-ray, and gave him two shots of anti-biotics. Around 4:30 a.m., they told us that they were going to go ahead and admit us into the hospital. We saw the peditrician on call around 11:30 am the next day, and she said that it not very common for them to quit breathing with these seizures, so that is why she wanted to watch him. We finally go to go home on Sunday around lunch time. We met with his peditrician this am, and she basically confirmed everything that we had been told. She did tell me that a child who has one of these is more susceptible to having another one. That scares me to death. I have to remember to put everything into God's hands. We were so blessed that night that God stepped in and took over. He made sure that we were there just in time for this to happen, and He made sure that Rob was there and he knew what to do. I realized that night that I am NOT in control -He is!!!! No matter how much I love my kids and how much I try to protect them, I can't control the outcome of everything. God is the only one who can do that. I have thanked him so many times since that night for being there and for having Rob there. The two of them saved my baby's life - I truly believe that. Rob told me later on that he didn't even know that I was in the room. He couldn't hear anything - he was that focused on Parker. I was screaming too, so it is a miracle that he was able to remain that calm and focused on saving Parker. He also told me later that he was scared too. I continue to pray that I can move past this. I keep seeing Parker lying there completly blue, and that image is haunting me. I need lots of prayer sto help get thru this. I need to focus on the idea that Parker is ok, and God made sure of that. I can't keep thinking about the what-ifs. So, thank you for those who have been praying!!!