A parent's worse nightmare

Sunday, September 11, Hudson woke up from his nap at 4:00 with a 103 degree fever so we gave him some medicine. Our friends and his play date were already on their way over so when they arrived he played with Kaleb like he always does (he loves him). Our friends left that night and the next morning before work I checked Hud's temp at 6:00 and it was still 103, so I gave him some medicine and put a cool wash cloth over his head and rechecked it at 8:00, by then it was 100. I stayed home that morning and went into work at 11. Hud's fever had broken by then and he looked fine. Jorge stayed home with him and his fever came and went throughout the day.
Hud went to bed that night at 8 and Jorge slept with him to keep an eye on him. At 3:30 that morning I hear Jorge yelling, "he's not moving, he's not breathing." He had had a seizure. He had carried Hudson to the hallway and he looked dead. He was lifeless with his eyes closed and it wasn't responding to his name or us. Jorge started CPR and I called 911. It was like a movie, me yelling to 911 my address and phone number and having to repeat it because I was talking too fast. I told them my 3 year old boy wasn't breathing and to hurry. The operator tried to get me to remain calm and I remember telling Jorge you can do it babe! I lifted Hud's arm and it flopped down-he looked pale. I tried to give him CPR I could feel his breath and saw his chest moving, but he still wasn't responding to us. The ambulance arrived in 12 mins (I know that because I looked at how long I had been on the phone). It felt like forever. He came to the top of the stairs and carried Hud down, by the time they got outside Hudson opened his eyes!! They asked us if we wanted them to take him to the ER, but we said we would take him.
So, at 3:30 that morning we took him to Northeast Memorial Hermann. They checked his vitals then moved us into a room for 2.5 hours where they did NOTHING. A PA came in there and checked his ears and throat and then the doctor came in there and said he had had a feribral seizure caused by high fever. He still had a fever when we arrived, yet while we were there they did NO tests or took and blood...NOTHING. We discharged ourselves around 5:30 that morning and went to our pediatrician appointment that we already had scheduled for that morning at 10:00. It wasn't Hud's doctor, but it was in the same building because ours was booked. He checked his vitals and thought he was getting an ear infection in his right ear (even though the 2 previous doctors at 5:00 that morning didn't say that). He put him on some antibiotics and wanted to get some blood work done. So, we went to Quest on Wednesday and took some blood. They called me Thursday afternoon and said Hud had Leukopenia (a very low white blood cell count). A normal range would have been 5-7,000 and his was 1,000. They also said he was dehydrated. They wanted us to go to the Children's Hospital downtown for further testing. I am crying, thinking this can't be happening. I call my mom and Jorge and we pick up Hud and take him downtown. We arrive at 4:00 and aren't seen by a doctor until 8:30 (FOUR AND A HALF HOURS LATER!!) He is confused as to why we even had blood work done for low white cell count in the first place and tells us that Hud looks fine, he's just got a viral infection. He didn't know how they would know Hud was dehydrated if they didn't do a urine test. He reassured us that Hud seemed by (just by looking at him, again NO tests). I told him that I waited 4.5 hours for a doctor so I expected some kind of relief. He said he could do a blood test again but we might not like the results because he was sick and they could still be low. He also said he could do an Electrolyte test to see if he seemed dehydrated. We decided against the tests. By this time it was past 10, Hud was asleep, we were exhausted and initially he didn't seem to think we needed further testing. We told him we would get the blood work done with our doctor later this week. We discharged ourselves and got home around 11:30.
I wake up the next morning and the nurse had called upset that we didn't get any more tests done last night and wanted us to go get more blood work done this morning. I explained to her what had happened and she still encouraged the blood work. So, I woke Hud up this morning and 9 and we went and got more blood work and are currently waiting for the results.
Thank you everyone who has been praying for us. This has been a very stressful time in our lives. They say the loss of a children is the greatest loss. Jorge and I were closer to that feeling then I ever thought we would be. Seeing Hud lying there lifeless was the most difficult thing I have ever seen or experienced. I NEVER thought we would go through that. For those of you reading this who have experienced the same thing I know you understand.
I look at my children in a completely different way now. He has been sleeping with us and I have been watching him sleep. I never thought watching someone breathe could feel sooooo good.