DS had a temp for a few days when he was 18mths old. We finally took him to the hospital around 730 one night (my mil and I), coz it just wouldn't go down, or if it did, it'd come back up again not long later. We got the hosp, saw the triage nurse who took his temp and asked him to stand on the scales. Both were normal and he was like a normal little boy (which he hadn't been for days)! We went back out to the waiting room and less than 5 mins later (we really had only just sat down), MIL was holding him and he started to shake. She called out for help, handed him back to me, where I worked out something was wrong, I called out help and a nurse came pelting out! The nurse took him off me and ran off looking for a bed. Then she ran back saying she couldn't find a bed and she needed a crash cart. Worst moment of my life. DS had stopped breathing. They had to resuscitate him. Thankfully he wasn't out long, had drips and cords and cables everywhere, and they kept him in overnight. He almost had another one just before midnight, but the nurofen and panadol combination helped slow his temp spike.

I was told that now he's had one, that there's a chance it could happen again, so each time he's sick, I watch him like a hawk

Hope he recovers quickly xx