"Anytime this month would be great," Sue said coming to the door. Jake was staring out and not moving.

"Jake? Hello?" Sue asked again, waving a hand in-front of his face. "Ok Jake, stop messing around," Sue said as she walked around to look at him. "Jake?" She asked, becoming concerned. Jake's eyes were glazed over and Sue just knew that something wasn't right. "Jake, talk to me," She said again and Jake blinked. "Jake?" She asked and he blinked again. "Stop it now Jake, you've had your fun," Jake blinked again and began to fall backwards. "Wow, wow, wow, hey," She said, catching him as he fell back. He raised his hand to his head and stood up. "Are you ok Jake?" Sue asked as she held him in her grip.

"What happened mum?"
"You were just standing by the door not moving or talking."
"I can't remember," Jake said, becoming distressed. "I… I can't,"
"Ok, Lets get you inside ok? I'll get you some tea."

"Yeah," Jake replied and Sue helped him to walk inside.

"Karen, take your brother's sock out of your mouth!" Peter shouted.

"That's it, lets get you in here," Sue said, leading Jake into the living room and Peter turned to her. He saw how out of it Jake was and became worried.

"What's going on? Is Jake ok?"
"Sort out Ben and Karen and we'll have a chat."
"Do I need to call for an ambulance?"
"Not right now," Sue said as she sat Jake down. She got Jake some tea and Pete came into the living room with them.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Jake was standing by the door and not responding to me."

"He does that all the time doesn't he?"

"This is serious Pete. I think this might have something to do with his seizures."

"Is this true Jake?" Pete asked and they turned to him. "Jake?"
"Jake honey?" Sue asked, shaking his leg. "It's happening again Pete," Sue said kneeling in-front of him and Pete came over.
"Is he unconscious?" Pete asked waving his hand in-front of his face.
"I don't know. Jake? Jake, can you hear us?" Sue shouted loudly.

"I'm calling 111 for advice."

"Good plan," Sue said, feeling his forehead. "He's freezing."
"Hi. It's my son, he's not responding to his mum and me. No he's not unconscious he's just, sitting. Previous medical history," Pete said into the phone as Sue splashed water over Jake's face and he moved.
"Jake?" Sue asked as Jake coughed. "Jake?"
"Mum?"

"Yeah, did you zone out again?"
"What's going on?"

"Absent seizure, what's that?"
"You're the living room."
"But I was getting milk."
"You got that earlier remember?"

"No."
"No, he can't remember anything. Right. Ok. Thanks, bye."
"Well?"
"They think that he's having an absence seizure."

"Having what?"
"They tried to explain it but they said that it'll be a good idea if he gets checked out at a hospital."
"That's a good idea. We're going to take you to hospital Jake ok?"
"Why?"

"Because you're sick darling."
"I don't feel very," Jake said before he threw up.
"Right, I'm taking you to the hospital now," Pete said, helping Jake to stand up and leading him out of the door.

"Are you going to be ok with him?" Sue asked.
"Yeah, we'll be fine. Can you walk Jake?" Pete asked as Jake stumbled beside him.

"Just about. My head hurts."
"I know, we're going to get that looked at ok?" Pete said as he got Jake into the car.

/

"Can I get some help please?" Pete asked and a nurse came over to him. He was holding Jake in his grasp, who was had a hand against his head.
"What seems to be the problem?"
"Jake, my son, is having absence seizures I think the woman called them."
"Ok, just take a seat for me," She said, helping Pete to lead Jake to a seat. "How many has he had?"
"Two in the last hour."
"Ok, I'll get a doctor for you now."
"Thank you. Are you alright Jake?" Pete asked. "Jake? Oh my God, it's happening again. Jake?"
"Hello I'm Dr Walker. This is Jake is it?" The doctor asked, coming over to them.

"Yes it is, I think he's currently having an absent seizure."
"Ok, Jake? Jake can you hear me?" The doctor asked. He shone a light into his eyes and pressed down on his fingernail. "Ok, he's not responding, lets get him into a cubical," The doctor said and Pete picked Jake up, who still had his eyes open and took him into a cubical. Pete lay him on the bed and the doctor inspected his vitals. "His vitals are normal, which is good but the question is why he's having these seizures."

"He threw up earlier too, just before we came into the hospital."

"Right ok. Jake? Jake?" The doctor asked shaking his chest. "Jake, can you hear me? He's still unconscious, lets get him into CT," The doctor said before the trolley that Jake was on was rushed out of the room and down the hall. Pete sat and waited.

/
"How is he?" Pete asked as the doctor came to talk to him.
"He's awake and doing fine. The good news is that there is nothing to worry about. The seizures were brought on by stress and sleep deprivation. He's safe to go home, just make sure he has lots of rest and fluids and he should be back to normal in no time."
"Ok, thank you."