Yesterday, as I was going about my daily routine…and my life stood still for a moment because of another.
My son, Tanner’s best friend Bryon was at our home spending time with Tanner and doing their hang out “thang.” They are together a lot, he’s a great kid and Tanner and Bryon have been best friends since kindergarten…which has been since we’ve moved into our home in North Logan.
I had just arrived home from taking Landon to piano lessons and preparing for a 6:30pm CERT (Certified Emergency Response Team) meeting. I heard Tanner and Landon talking to each other saying things like, “Bryon, are you joking around?” “Landon -- come look at what Bryon’s doing!” This immediately got my attention and I rushed into the front room to find Bryon having a seizure on the front room floor. I quickly went to his side to assess the situation, then ran to the phone and called 911. I still can see my fingers dial ……9…….1……..1……… it was like it was in slow motion. That was the first time that I’ve had to dial that number. I really can’t tell you what I said on the phone, but I know I was talking as fast as a race horse I’m sure! Thanks goodness for 911 dispatchers (which my sister, Kristi, is one - she's always got a great story to share and I'm sure I've been added to her story list) who can talk you through a stressful situation. Yes, I just about lost it several times while trying to get Bryon’s attention, hold him down (as he was trying to get up …but his body was not in control), listening to the dispatcher talk to me on how to keep him safe and not hurt himself. I remember seeing Tanner pacing back and forth, worried sick, not really knowing what to do….and I wasn’t able to say or do anything for him at the time because my attention was fully on Bryon. It seemed like forever before the police officer arrived, then seconds later the ambulance arrived and the EMT walked in my home. I could have kissed them, I was so happy to see them! I’m sure that only 3-4 minutes has pasted since I made that call, but time stood still and it felt more like ten. Bryon started to come around a bit about the time the EMT arrived ….they’d ask him a serious of questions and his only answer was “what?” to every question. At this time I managed to finally get a hold of Bryon’s Dad ….. who was with Bryon’s Mom. They were on an errand and immediately changed course and went to the hospital to meet the ambulance. I later found out that they had pulled over for all the passing emergency vehicles…not realizing they were coming for their own son.
By the time the ambulance left, it was 6:26pm and that’s when the after math of the situation like this hits you! I was a bit of an emotional mess…and I could not get a deep enough breath. I quickly comforted the boys and reassured them that Bryon would be ok. (By the way, Joshua was asleep downstairs and slept through the whole thing!) I was due to pick up my friend, Sandy, to head to the CERT meeting. I gathered my thoughts the best I could…and headed out the door.
The meeting was the best things for me! I was so focused and ready to learn. I came to terms that I was not emotionally, physically or mentally ready for an emergency and I want to be that person!
Bryon and Bryon’s Mom came by the house to see me later in the evening. I was so glad! All the test came back normal. That’s great news!! They are also going to do a CAT scan or a MRI just to double check. I really needed to see him myself to see that he was physically ok. I gave him a hug, which he wasn’t expecting (he’s 14..and I’m not his Mom..lol) …but I didn’t care!
I honestly believe that I was at home when I needed to be for Bryon. We were both being watched over. You just never expect a thing like this to happen….and the timing was just so unbelievable….I had a 45 minute window that I was planning to be home…and I was there, but it wasn’t for me.