I'm so glad that Nate's parents helped us move. I enjoyed talking more with my mother-in-law in the car. Unfortunately (for them), we got them stranded in Wyoming. We thought that there would be no problem to rent a car so we planned on that without reserving one. It happened to be Frontier Days in Cheyenne and all the cars were already rented out.
So we made the most out of it and went on dates and walks as a couple. Rachel was still a handful and very attached to me, I'm thankful for Grandma Cherie's patience with her to give us time alone.
Also, I really like doing freezer meals and now I had someone to watch the kids. So, on Thursday (we moved Wednesday), I had Grandma Cherie take the three kids to the wadding pool while I went to Walmart. Hannah would not take a nap that day though we tried to put her down. So I dropped them off at 3:00pm and said I would be there by 4:30pm (when the pool closed) to pick them up.
I had a good time shopping. It felt nice to be doing something familiar. I went to the pool a little after 4:30pm and no one was at the park. I figured that they just walked home. I got to the house and Stan said Hannah was with Grandma at the hospital, that they needed to take her to the ER. That's when I finally realized that I didn't have my phone with me. It was still charging inside. I quickly went to the hospital to find out the whole story.
Shortly after I left, the kids were playing in the pool. A lady came and sat by Cherie. By the time she turned back around towards the kids, Hannah was face down under the water in a seizure. The life guard was watching but saw a kid swimming like that just a couple of days earlier and since she was "moving" was counting to 10 before she got her. (She got to 5 I think) Grandma ran and pulled her out of the water. Her seizure didn't last long at all. However, her breathing slows down a lot in a seizure and since it started in the water, Hannah stopped breathing.
Grandma did a lot of life guarding growing up and pulled from that knowledge to gave Hannah CPR. According to Grandma the life guard wasn't much help. The ambulance was called. (The ENTs cut off her swimsuit which was a little disappointing but I understand the reason). Somehow in conversation, Grandma Cherie was telling the people there that we just moved in and said our address. Luckily three ladies from our new ward was there and one recognized the address because her husband helped moved us in. She took Robert and Hailey back home to Papa Stan while Grandma went with Hannah to the hospital.
I went to the hospital and found that someone got a hold of Nathan also (his phone was also charging at home and he was at his office for the day). Hannah was still groaning and very out of it but not peacefully sleeping. She didn't start resting well until 7:30pm which is a long time to be in the after seizure out of sorts stage. This was a sign on how big of an ordeal she went through. Thankfully she was able to sleep it off and by the time she woke up in the morning she was back to normal. Just to make sure she was going to be okay, she slept in the front room with Rachel and I, while Nathan slept with Hailey and Robert.
I'm thankful that overall things went smoothly. Women from the ward were there to help with Hailey and Robert. Grandma Cherie had the skills and fast reaction to help Hannah breath. Due to cutting her head open in Laramie, she has already been to the hospital so they had some medical records on her. A lot of people from the ward reached out to us and the Bishop even stopped by that night. It was a rough seizure for her but I know that God was watching over us.