This morning I got a call from Carlos’s daycare that he had fallen backwards off a little ride-on, toy car and that he had smacked his the back of his head so hard on the wall that it triggered a nose bleed.
Needless to say I called Este immediately to pick him up and take him to emergency so that he could be checked out. Then I frantically called my Mom in a panic to pick me up from work so that I could meet Este at the hospital as I carpool to work so didn’t have my vehicle.
It is a horrible feeling when your child is hurt and you don’t know the extent of the injury. My anxiety was at an all
As my Mom and I drive out to the hospital she tried to distract me with conversation while I tried to keep a modicum of self control. I wanted to breakdown and cry out of nervousness and fear. But I didn’t. I picked my fingers and fidgeted until we arrived, thankfully, at the same time as Este and Carlos.
We were seen right away by the triage nurse and Carlos’s vital signs were assessed and his paperwork completed. When the doctor finally saw him she said that based on his behavior she didn’t believe he had a concision. I felt immense relief at that moment.
We discovered he had quite a bruise forming between his eyes and had some scrapes under his chin and on his jawline. It was determined he probably fell backwards and hit his head on the wall while the little car he was riding fell on his face, trigging the nose bleed.
The nurse gave me a printout on head injuries, which included a list of symptoms that indicated medical attention should be sought and a list of symptoms that warranted a visit to our GP or a walk-in clinic. I told her I would definitely be keeping that material in hand as Carlos is so incredibly clumsy and always bonking his head.
We were told to go home and take it easy for the rest of the afternoon as it was like my he had a wicked headache. So the two of us went home and watched Planes and cuddled on the couch.
He seems ok other than a little cranky. I, on the other hand, am exhausted from all of the worrying. I am currently curled up in bed ready to watch multiple episodes of The Mindy Project as a mental palate cleanser for the day!
Here’s my little man with a Penaten beard to help his exzema.