Today was an exhausting day for myself, mentally, emotionally, physically.
We took Rick into work this morning. I had to give Evan a bath because of an absolutely disgusting diaper, and then, at 9:45 we headed to the youth center on post for Romp'n'Stomp. Romp'n'Stomp is a playgroup every Tuesday. They basically open up the entire gymnasium and have tons of toys to play with, including cars. I like going because Evan wears himself out playing so hard that he usually takes a 3-4 hour nap for me in the afternoon. I also like going because there are a lot of moms from our ward that go as well.
Well, today was like all the other days. I shadow Evan, he runs off, I talk to some of the other moms while keeping a cautious eye on Evan. After about an hour, I saw Evan in a car, and he was trying to get out. There was a lady next to him, and I started walking toward him. I then saw him trip over the car, and I heard a loud 'smack' as he fell. I walked over cautiously, because usually he just gets up and brushes it off and is on his merry way. I knew something was wrong though, because he hesitated, and then started crying. I practically ran up to him, and turned him over and saw blood POURING out of his nose. I lifted him up, and walked as quickly as I could toward the exit, where hopefully one of the Youth Center workers was with a First Aid Kit. It's amazing how I could react so calmly. I didn't know exactly where I was going, but I took off. A couple of moms from the ward helped me with getting the doors open, and the Youth Center worker took one look at Evan, and took me outside into the lobby.
Of course, being the former teacher I am, I told them on the way out, "There's blood on the floor that needs to be cleaned up." They got me tissues and ice and we eventually stopped the free flow of blood so that then it was just trickling. Evan, of course, was a complete wreck and wouldn't let me put any pressure on his nose, so we just sat there, with him leaning his head back against me. I thought I got him cleaned up and we started walking to the car when I noticed that there was more blood streaming from his nose... Not a lot like from the initial fall. I called Rick, and he told me to come and see him at his office and then we would decide what to do. Once I got to Rick's work, one of his superiors that has a few kids told me to call our doctor and that they would get back to us quickly about what to do. So, I called. And she told me to take him to the Emergency Room.
We went to Howard County Hospital, which is incredible. They had Evan back in a room and us registered within 3 minutes. The doctor came and checked out Evan. He checked his heart, lungs, shoulders, rib cage, nose, mouth, ears, eyes and head. Thankfully, there was no concussion or any other issues. But, in fancy words, he has a head contusion, a nose contusion, and two mouth abrasions, which I think accounts for a lot of the blood that I didn't notice at first.
I never, ever want to see that much blood ever again coming from my Evan. He is just too sweet and happy to be hurt like that! Thinking back at the moment, I wanted to cry. But at the time, this cool, logical, not me person just takes over. One of the ladies in my ward even said, "I can't believe how you can be so calm!". I don't know either. But would it help to be freaking out in the situation? I wasn't thinking at all, just acting. And I am thankful that I have that side to my personality!
I am also thankful that my Evan is happy again. He was so cuddly and sad after his accident. We're taking him to the doctor on Thursday for his 18 months appointment anyways, so hopefully the pediatrician will confirm that he's okay!
Yikes! Glad all is well!
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