Friday Fun: TED Talks and a Febrile Seizure
Tonight we’re having a “waffle party” for dinner, having the children bring a friend over for waffles and playing games. That will be fun!
But that’s not the fun I’m writing about today.
I think watching TED talks is fun! I think I’ll encourage my children to watch some that interest them this summer.
Have you ever watched a TED talk? TED stands for technology, entertainment, and design, and the “talks” are brief lectures on “ideas worth sharing.” They are VERY interesting!
I learned about TED talks from my friend, Kristin, who made one with her daughter. Kristin and her associates have done some needful service for young women in Africa who were skipping school due to menstruation. The foundation they created, Grow. Learn. Give, helps provide healthcare information and resources to help young women learn to sew their own reusable feminine hygiene pads. You can learn more about it in her TEDx talk:
Wednesday my youngest came home from school looking completely green and not feeling so great. Her forehead felt warm. I told her to go lay down on the couch and I would sit down and read to her. After reading she fell asleep. During her brief nap a loud noise in the other room woke her. I was sitting across from her and observed what appeared to be a seizure.
Have you ever watched a seizure?
I’ve had a few opportunities to be with some people while they were having seizures–not many times, but enough to give me a sense that a person is having one. It’s kind of an unsettling experience, especially when it’s new and particularly when it is your child.
I grew more unsettled when I went over to her and her eyes were opened but I could get no response. I tried to get her to talk to me, speaking gently to her and touching her arm, but, as the doctor later described it, “The lights were on but nobody is home.” That’s a good description, and it feels pretty scary.
I called a friend who is a doctor to just try to verify my impression that this could be a seizure, but she wasn’t available. The whole time I was on the phone, my daughter wouldn’t respond. So then I called our home teacher, who is also a doctor. He confirmed that I should take her in to the doctor’s office.
By this point, my husband got home (I had called him and thankfully reached him immediately). He gave her a priesthood blessing which was so comforting because she was promised she would heal and that she still had a mission on earth to fulfill. He also said that I didn’t need to worry. (I always like it when Heavenly Father has some comforting words for mom in a child’s blessing.) So, with much calmer hearts, we headed to the doctor’s office.
With a little ibuprofen in her system, soon my daughter was perking right up. It wasn’t long before the daughter saw her, gave her the green light to go home, telling us that febrile (=fever induced) seizures are very common in children, but, because she had another experience recently when ill and because her fingers weren’t performing as fast as he felt they should on a little test, he stipulated that we get an EEG and visit the pediatric neurologist.
I’m OK with that.
I’m actually fascinated by neurology! I’m looking forward to the whole experience, grateful that we’re not going for something else and grateful to know that it’s all just good learning.
So when I saw this iTunes ad today about TED talks and saw the first one was about neurology and was only 18 minutes long, I clicked to watched this video. Fascinating! I love how this woman, a neuroanatomist, found her mission in life by trying to answer a question about the mental illness that plagues her brother. What an awesome thing to do! So here it, is. Watch it if you think it sounds fun, too!
P.S. Jill Bolte Taylor’s stroke experience reminds me of our natural man and our spiritual man (see 1 Corinth.2:14). Are they somehow tied to the different hemispheres of our brain? Hmm. Her experience is also very reminiscient of a book I read in March called Proof of Heaven by Dr. Eben Alexander. His book was fascinating. I had borrowed it from a neighbor who was telling me about it. (My step-sister was telling me about the book, also, two months before that, just after my stepdad’s death.) I put tabs in all of the places that reminded me of scriptures. The book sat with tabs in it until last week when I went to my daughter’s flute festival and was waiting for her performance. Then I copied the quotes from the book into my reading journal. Very interesting stuff. That will a post for another day!