When my daughter was just 2, we were in the car when she suddenly started fitting. She haAd turned blue round the mouth and was shaking quite violently. We were quite near the doctors, so we drove there and, unable to find anywhere to park, pulled up in the first road we came to. My husband ran with her in his arms, still fitting, into the doctors with me, heavily pregnant, running behind. When we were eventually able to get back to our car, there was a snotty note on the windscreen saying that this was a private road and to not park there again. If only they knew the blind panic we were in when, quite frankly, we thought our daughter was dying.