The Budd's

Tuesday, May 31, 2011


I wouldn't say I am an especially fearful person. I mean, I am afraid of the normal things like clowns, spiders, and the wind ( okay not so normal on that one). Last week I had the most terrifying thing that has ever happened to me happen.

As I was lying in bed Wednesday morning, talking myself into getting up, Quinn came walking in my room. Now this isn't abnormal. She usually walks in and says " Can I cuddle?" But this time she walked in and started throwing up foam. I rushed her to the bathroom and got her cleaned up and laid her down on my bed.

I went upstairs to wake Lexi up for school and came back down and Quinn was acting really weird. She was shaking terribly and her eyes were darting back and forth. That's when I noticed that her left hand was twitching. It finally dawned on me that she was having a seizure.

I immediately grabbed the phone and called my Grandma Bonnie. I said " I am having an emergency and I need you NOW!" and I hung up. My sweet Grandma was there in one minute. She walked in and saw what was happening and called 911. Tristi also showed up because I was on the phone with her telling her I wouldn't be to work when I realized she was having a seizure. I hung up on her and so she jumped in the car and came.

In the meantime I was a total basketcase! I couldn't get a hold of Cameron and I am pretty sure I was still in my garments when my Grandma and Tristi showed up.

My house was filled with Paramedics, cops, and any family who had heard it on the scanner or drove by and saw something was wrong. In all of this chaos... Lexi sat in the kitchen, out of the way of everything and was calm and collected. What a sweetheart. She had to be so worried!

We finally got a hold of Cameron and he came in and said "What are we waiting for, take her to Primary Children's". Cool as a cucumber. I am so glad he was, one of us needed to be.

The ambulance took her to Primary Children's and she seized the whole way there. They gave her some medicine in her IV to stop the seizure and did a CT Scan. The scan came back not normal...because it will never be, because of her brain damage. But it came back with nothing new on it. So that means no new damage occured.

We stayed at the hospital for about 9 hours and they sent us home. They perscribed some medication that we can shoot up her nose if she has another one. She was very tired and not herself for a couple days, but is back to normal now.

Besides the fact that I have a new fear now...of leaving her with someone, of her having another one, of the stress it puts on her. I am so glad to know what to expect for next time. I am so grateful that the seizure didn't do any more damage to her. She is such a brave little thing and didn't think anything of what was going on. In fact when her hand was twitching, she kept grabbing it with her right hand and holding it to try and stop it. all of you who helped that day, or brought us dinner, or just called to check in. Thank you so much for caring about our family. Your thoughts and prayers are very much appreciated and didn't go un noticed.

Monday, May 23, 2011

A case of the Mondays...

What can I say?


Yesterday when we got home from church at 4, we decided it would be a great idea to have a nap. Boy were we wrong!
Lexi and Quinn both took long good naps and we never heard a peep from either of them. But come bed time, LOOK OUT!
Quinn cried for at least 2 hours...I am not exaggerating. As we get her ready for bed, we get in pj's, brush teeth, and get a drink. She was not happy by any stretch of the imagination to be going to Cameron proceeds to give her a drink and she tells him afterwards, "You're still mean dad"
He put her in bed and we just got sat down watching last weeks episode of 90210, when she opened her door and yelled..." I'm throwin a fit!" and slammed the door.
Literally 2 hours of this!!

While Lexi on the other hand was so excited for her Field Trip to the Zoo today that she couldn't sleep and had to keep getting up for some reason or another.

So by the time Cameron and I make it to bed, neither one of us can get comfortable to go to sleep. Just as we start to doze off, Cameron's on call phone keeps ringing to let him know something is wrong at work.

Needless to one in our family got very much sleep. As if getting going on Monday mornings isn't hard enough. Let's add a night of NO SLEEP!!

Happy Monday Everyone!

Thursday, May 12, 2011


Mornings at our house are quite interesting now that I work. We rush, rush, rush still to end up late. This morning we had quite a dramatic one....

Me: Quinn, come on let's do your hair ( While picking out this bow)
Quinn: Put it back! Put it back! I not wear it!
Me: Come on, we are in a hurry, we are gonna be late, let's do your hair!
Quinn: I not wear that flower, I doesn't match!
add kicking and screaming
Quinn: I throwin a fit!

I am really gonna have problems if it is already starting at 2. Next thing ya know she will want to pick out her own clothes! Just another morning in the life of The Budd's.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011


Do you ever get so irritated with people sometimes? And then you just have to grin and bear it? Well I have discovered that writing it down might help to me to get over stuff that bugs me. goes...

Dear Complainer,
I know that you work all the time, I know that you have bills to pay, I know that you are tired, I know that everything in your life goes wrong, I know that you are picked on, I know that nothing is ever your fault, I know that you are sick all the time.....BUT GET OVER IT!!!! Every person has problems of their own, has to work to pay their bills, is tired of working, has confrontations with people, has someone to take care of. You, my complaining friend, are not alone. Deal with your issues and quit thinking they are worse than everyone else's. Things could always be worse.

Dear Interupter,
I just can't even tell you how much I love it when I am in the middle of telling you something and you just butt right in and cut me off. IT IS AWESOME!!! Obviously what you have to say is SO much more important than what I am currently saying.

Dear Person riding my butt in the car,
I know you are in a super big hurry. But do you really think that by following so closely that it will make me go faster.....WRONG! I hate to tell you this, but when you are following to close for my comfort, I will slow down to 15 mph in a 50, and I won't let you pass. I understand you are in a hurry, but it's not my problem. GET OFF MY BUTT!

Wow! That helps a little, I am sure there will be more to come!