Laura C. is a high school teacher living in Calabasas, CA. One night she fell asleep in the wrong bed. This is her God Shot about that.

*The following God Shot was written by Laura C.*

A few years ago my daughter, Joey had a cold. She was coughing and stuffy, so I gave her some children’s cold medicine at bedtime and kissed her good night. Around 3 in the morning, she called out for me. She’d had a bad dream and couldn’t get back to sleep. I noticed that she didn’t seem feverish or sick and I was relieved. 

Normally, when my kids have a nightmares, I climb into their beds and sing to them. Then, I wait anxiously for them to fall back into a peaceful slumber, before I return to my far more spacious and comfortable accommodations. In other words, I am one of those moms that can never sleep in her kid’s beds. Yet, for some reason, that night I fell asleep next to my little girl.

An hour later, I woke up to the bed shaking. At first I thought Joey was having another bad dream because she was twitching and jerking. I tried to rouse her, but she wouldn’t wake up and that’s when I realized her whole body was seizing. Frantically, I carried her to the couch and tried once again to wake her, but to no avail. I called 911 and when the ambulance arrived 3 mins later, she was still seizing. The EMT’s injected her with something to stop the seizure and off to the hospital we went. Gratefully, after a myriad of tests, it was determined that my daughter had a febrile seizure. Atypical in its duration, but thankfully not an indication of anything more serious.

The one time I fell asleep next to my baby girl, turned out to be the exact time she needed me most. I never would have known she was having a seizure if I had been in my own bed. But instead, I was exactly where I needed to be. It scares me deeply to think what might have happened to her if that seizure had kept going. If the paramedics hadn’t stopped it when they did and it was left unchecked; what might the outcome have been? 

I guess that’s the point of a God Shot. There’s no need for me to question why I spent the night in Joey’s cramped twin bed. I already know the answer to that and it takes my breath away. God put me in the right place at the right time. Then, He laid me down to sleep.

                                                      Sweet Joey, back to her old self!