Sometimes I wonder if the saying "when the going gets tough, tough get going" effects me daily.  We had such a great day on Tuesday with walking and the therapy sessions but on Wednesday we took a shift in gears.  We did our normal routine in the morning and were starting our errands around eleven.  Went to the gas station and opened up the back door to get the trash and glanced at Eva.  She looked at me with worried eyes, let out a cry, hen started to have a seizure.  It lasted about two minutes.  After she stopped and was getting exhausted, I took her out of her car seat and we went inside.  I asked the lady for a clean towel to get coldn and wet.  We stayed inthe station for about ten minutes.  I put her back into the car and we went home.  I checked her temperature and it was 102.9. I gave her both ibuprofen and tylenol.  She stayeed awake for about an hour and went back to sleep for an hour and a half.  When she woke up, she was crying hysterically and was also doing the full body hiccups. They did not last very long but when she had one, it made her pain cry.  I decided to take her to the window, since looking outside seems to calm her, and she was reaching for Karla.  I took her outside so that she could be closer.  She did like Karla being close but did not want to interact as normal.  We went back inside and she was hungry.  I gave her some chicken, cheese and crackers.  After about an hour, she was sleepy again and I placed her back into bed.  She slept from about 245 to 530.  After she got back up, her energy level was almost normal and she was hungry again.  I felt more comfortable but didn't get a good nights sleep. 
So again, when all gets tough, do I have to get tougher to get things going?