Traveling Together - For Better and for Worse

On Friday morning, we were jolted out of bed just after 7:00AM to the sound of the fire alarm. I was quickly pulling on clothes when Sport pounded on the door. "He's having a seizure!" I didn't have to ask who, I just rushed out the door.

Taco was laying on the floor, half in and half out of the stairwell door. Curly held the door to keep it from closing on him. Taco rolled to his back and blood mixed with saliva poured from his mouth. He gagged and we coaxed him back to his side.

Scout was on the phone talking to the 911 dispatcher. The paramedics and the firefighters were on their way.

Taco finally stopped convulsing and he laid mostly still. I talked with him softly, and then the paramedics came in.

They put Taco in the ambuance and invited us to follow. Scout and I left everyone and we took off for the hospital. Btw, the fire alarm had a broken part that needed replaced; no fire.

We spent the next 3 hours at the hospital. Taco gradually became more aware. It was so weird seeing him that way. (Pics shared with his permission.)

We got back to the hotel and Taco was tired from the medication he had been given. But the kids were hungry, so we drove to Arby's and grabbed sandwiches and fries. Sport wanted to go to Spearfish and go disc golfing with Curly and Crafty, so we headed for the course.

The rest of us drove back to Deadwood to visit a couple of museums while they played. We started at the Spirit of 76. They had a lot of great stuff.

Then we stopped by the Adam's museum. 

Then we went to the Silverado to eat. But the lines were too long so we left for Outback Steakhouse.

It has been an exhasting day. Only Baby Doll had energy for the pool.