It felt like a lifetime ago since we went to Hawaii.  I figure I’d better post some pictures and give you all the update I promised.

We went to the Big Island.  I loved it. The Big Island is very laid back, a bit behind the times, lush and beautiful.  We stayed at the Hapuna Beach Prince Hotel, which is right on Hapuna beach.  This beach is probably one of the most beautiful beaches I’ve been to in all my travels.  The golden sand is buttery soft.  The water is so clear and clean and blue.  When we sat on the beach, we can see whales breaching.

I spent many hours on the beach with Savanna.  A bucket and some shovels kept her very happy.  She also insisted on going for walks on the beach and letting the waves wash over her feet.  This was her first time at a beach with warm water, and she just loved everything about it.

Joshua, on the other hand, gave us a scare on the first day in Hawaii, and spent the rest of the time recovering.  The first morning there, he felt a little warm.  By lunch time, he had a fever going.  We gave him some children’s Advil and put him in bed for a nap.  Next thing I know, I heard him gasping and his teeth chattering.  I turned around and saw him on his back, his eyes rolled back, his fists and knees pointed up the ceiling, and his entire body shaking.  He was having a seizure.

I yelled at Cliff to call the front desk.  I sat Savanna down in her crib and I jumped on Joshua’s bed, contemplating if I should stick my finger his mouth so he doesn’t bite his tongue.  A million thoughts ran through my head.  His lips were turning dark blue.  The convulsion was maybe 30 seconds, then he went limp.  He closed his eyes, and he was moaning but couldn’t speak. I kept saying, “It’s ok, buddy.  Mommy is here.  Don’t be scared.”  I have no idea why I said that.  I was more scared than anybody else.  Joshua proceeded to vomit all over himself.

To make a long story short, the paramedics came and took us to the ER at the hospital 15 miles away.  Joshua was poked and prodded, and finally fell asleep in the ER.  He was discharged a few hours later, as the doctor thought he was in the clear.  After we came home to Vancouver, we took him to our own doctor, and she doesn’t think he is at risk for epilepsy.  The seizure was caused by his fever, and he may never have another seizure again for the rest of his life (***fingers and toes crossed***).

Anyway, whatever flu or virus he had continued for another 4 days.  He barely ate anything, and threw up whatever he ate.  On day 5, he finally had enough energy to go sit on the balcony and crack a smile.  He doesn’t remember the seizure or the hospital visit.  In fact, he thought that he had such a great time in Hawaii that it broke his little heart when we had to leave.

Overall it was a great trip.  We had a lot of time together and little responsibilities.  I had a great time, and just hope Joshua never have another seizure again.