Last night I was on high-alert for signs of a concussion. Matt had been playing fun & wild with the girls while I washed the dinner dishes. Then I heard a loud scream of pain from Addie and an echoing scream from Etta. I ran into the other room. Matt was holding Addie so I picked up Etta to comfort her. Etta was crying because Addie was. Addie was crying because she was climbing on top of the big yoga ball but fell down and hit her head on the ground. Hard.
Matt held her for a few minutes and she was not calming down. I took a turn holding her while Matt got Etta ready for bed. Addie was naked (for reasons known only to her) but was clammy with sweat. Once she calmed down she was saying she was sleepy. Danger! Warning! Do not let your kid fall asleep right after a big fall on their head! She was listless and just wanted to snuggle. Did not want to talk and did not want me to read her a story. Did not even want the yummy dessert that Etta was having.
So of course my mind went to worst case scenario. I googled to find signs of a concussion and I hounded poor Addie about every 5 minutes with questions
-does your stomach hurt? do you feel like you need to throw up?
-are you dizzy?
-are your ears ringing?
-tell me your abc's. tell me about what you were doing when you fell. tell me how to spell your name.
-get up & walk in a straight line for me!
She slowly perked up and regained her energy. She slept normal and seemed perfectly fine today. But I was pretty worried at first because even when she gets hurt bad she is usually able to get over it and move on.
I have clear memories from growing up of my mom yelling"Wally! Don't get the kids so riled up! Someone is going to get hurt!" As a mom I have to bite my tongue to stop myself from saying very similar. They could get hurt at any time, but when things get wild and crazy the bumps seem to be bigger and the reactions more extreme.
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