For the first time in my 11 years of teaching, I just had a student have a tonic-clonic seizure. It was intense. Out of nowhere, the student threw themselves out of their chair like the girl in the exorcism, slammed their head on the hard ground, ...
For the first time in my 11 years of teaching, I just had a student have a tonic-clonic seizure. It was intense. Out of nowhere, the student threw themselves out of their chair like the girl in the exorcism, slammed their head on the hard ground, chomped on their tongue, and began slamming their head into the ground while spewing tons of blood and face turning blue due to not being able to breath. It was traumatizing for both the kids and myself. I kicked the kids into the classroom next door and tried putting the student in the recovery position, but their arm was locked in place and they seized onto their belly no matter how many times I rolled them on their side. I called for the nurse, but they only arrived minutes later after the seizure had subsided (their room is like 3 doors down). I was shaken to say the least. After the nurse wheeled the student out of the room, the principal who was the first to arrive on the scene but only sat back and monitored the whole thing told me that I needed to head into the room next door and resumed my math lesson. Neither I nor the students were in the right mind to continue our math lesson (there was only 15 minutes left in class). I ignored the principal and had a discussion with the students on their feelings and thoughts on what they’d witnessed. I’m debating taking a mental health day tomorrow to process what just happened. Anyway, this was my rant. You all have a nice day. submitted by /u/HousePhoenix [link] [comments]