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This has been a hellish week.
Monday morning, Little Man plunged head-first down the stairs. I had to rush him to the Peds ER. It was so scary!
When I heard him hit the bottom, it sounded like something broke and a nasty thud-crunch.
I was right there and when I looked at him, he was just lying there with his eyes open.
He tried to get up, made a squawking sound and I grabbed him. While I picked him up, I was thinking "What the hell are you doing!? You know you aren't supposed to pick him up!!!"
His eyes rolled into the back of his head, but didn't close all the way. His body went rigid, with one arm shooting straight up and the other one curling toward his body.
I called to him while I held him. He was unconscious long enough for me to put him gently down and start calling 911.
Then he came out of it, and cried. I called his pediatrician (who told me what I already knew, take him to the ER), my husband and my insurance company.
Dropped Schmoopy at school. Kept L.M awake because his eyes were very sleepy looking and he was barely able to stay awake.
[I was told later that he could have slept. That before doctors stated a person with a concussion had to stay awake but that wasn't so anymore.
I look at it like this: Until I get someone who has a head trauma to the hospital or is taken carefully by EMT's, that person is gonna stay awake!]

At the triage, they made him a priority one and off we went into the Peds ER. Between them collaring him, the X-rays, a CAT scan, and everything else, it was determined that they wanted to observe him for 4 more hours. He watched TV and then slept.

I got him home in time to pick up the Schmoopy. I was cleaning out Anastasia's den outside (the poor girl couldn't hold it all day of course, poor baby, she had a bad day too.) when I saw a fox running through my yard about 3 feet from me. It was very pretty and sleek, but dirty.
Yesterday, I was told that there may be something wrong with his cervical spine (neck). He's going to his pediatrician today.
So, I'm nervous. I'm really hoping my baby boy is OK.
On a good note, he has seems to understand now that when I tell him to be careful or not to do something, it isn't to make him "miserable" it is because I don't want him hurt.
See, he told me that he fell because he stepped on his untied shoelace on the second from the top step (and the flight is 14 steps and very very steep). I didn't yell or anything. I asked him what he thought that meant. He told me that he thinks he's gonna tie his shoes and make sure that they're tied! I said GOOD IDEA!
So we came up with two family rules:
1. Always make sure your shoes are tied before going up and down the stairs.
2. Always walk carefully and use the handrail while going up and down the stairs.
Pretty good huh?

Little Man has an abrasion on his left shoulder and he says it hurts. I'm not sure about the C.S. condition. It can take a couple of days to a week before one feels pain after a trauma. That is why so many people walk away from a car accident, but then end up in traction with a neck brace a couple days later. The body is in such shock that the "juices start flowing" in overdrive to stop the pain from the trauma. That is good and bad at the same time. Oh well.

We'll see how it turns out.
holla@me posted by MobiusRazor at 11:42