Clayton and I got in a cab Saturday morning to run an errand, and a couple minutes in Clayton started coughing. The coughing got worse and then he started yawning, became pale, limp and his eyes started rolling back in his head. I had no idea what was going on as the episode continued to escalade. All of this took place between 73rd on the East Side and 94th on the West Side. We were far from the Ronald or MSKCC and it was only Clayton and I in NYC. The whole thing was unexpected, scary and on top of that I felt very alone. Not knowing what was going on, I called 911 and they came and got us. Whatever happened, Clayton recovered on his own. We first went to the ER at New York Presbyterian and then got to come to MSKCC were we have been in the POU since Saturday night. While Clayton and I waited for George to fly in that night, Clayton's Uncle Mickey came over from Brooklyn to keep us company.
It is crazy the number of mysteries that surround my child. We have no idea if what happened was a seizure or something as simple as him fainting. Had we not just finished doing all of our cancer screening, that would have been the first thing on their list. Instead, we have done an EKG, which was perfect and an EEG, which we are waiting on the results of. Now we wait to see if treatment is still on this week...
Sorry for the lack of detail...I'm too tired to care today.
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