Holy Stress People!!

Where shall I begin- Monday my sweet little Jack had a trampoline incident which left him with a small hematoma in his head! At about 10pm we headed to the er- I knew he was going to throw up and as soon as we put him in the car he did-not a good sign after a head trauma. That led to a record breaking 80mph, red light running (in the safest way possible), pulled over by base police ride to the hospital. I scooped up my little boy full of vomit and ran into the er while Ken dealt with the police- thankfully no ticket issued! I, of course, could not find my ID which was in my purse- but it was not a problem as the desk clerk must have seen my mama bear instincts coming out and brought us to the back almost immediately without my ID- a true miracle in military life! After a ct scan it was determined he would need to go downtown to our local hospital where they have a wonderful pediatric unit.

After putting an iv in my now freaked out little boy, they strapped us both into the stretcher and we headed out to the ambulance. It is not very comforting when the driver is getting directions to the hospital- seriously!! They also apparently do not load people into the ambulance very often as I was sure we were going to tip over- sadly it was a huge reality check to me as I'm sure if I were at a normal weight it would not have been such an ordeal but that humongous issue is for another time. When we arrived at the hospital our lovely escorts had a map and really no idea where they were going. We found the correct elevator- however, the button to the third floor did not work- there was a little contraption that looked like possibly a code should be put in it and I was met with odd looks when I suggested that aloud. After another trip down the same hallway we encountered a hospital worker who indeed had the code needed for said elevator- we arrived to the picu and I said good-bye to our lovely escorts reminding them how lucky they were that I have a good sense of humor.

Words cannot express the gratitude I have for the wonderful nurses and doctors who work in the picu. They were comforting to Jack and his very worried parents. After a night of waking Jack up every hour we headed off for another ct scan which showed his hematoma was possibly getting smaller and we were given the all clear to go home with strict instructions- two weeks of calm, restful activities, no running, no jumping, no bike riding, no swinging, watch for signs of personality changes, excessive sleepiness, and wake him up during the night for a week. We took him to the doctor the next day and she informed us if we had lived further away from a hospital we would have had to stay for the week! Scary times people!!

I am so very grateful that our baby is okay- this could have been so much worse. I'm thankful that Ken was able to take off of work to help entertain our boy. We were very blessed to have had many offers for priesthood blessings. Thank you Bobbi, Jill, and Brother Johnson!! I am so grateful for a friend who just knows and brings her husband to give us blessings when we need them. The last few days have been filled with delayed stress reactions such as headaches and eating totally crappy food but also filled with such a love for our friends and family- it is a blessing to have my mom here- she is great in a crisis!!