Unfortunately, I've had to look up this page more times than I care to remember. Yes, the next time you see Samuel he will likely have a huge goose-egg on his forehead. Poor baby. Last night I was getting ready for bed in the front bathroom when I heard this sound that resembled a cantelope falling from the counter to the floor followed by Samuel screaming and Michael yelling for me to come quickly.
As I was running in there, frantically praying to Jesus that everything was okay, a million thoughts rushed through my head at once. Is it Samuel or Levi? Samuel can take a fall much more than Levi can. How bad is it? Could I be overreacting? Who cares if I am? Is this going to be a life-changing disaster? Will there be blood?
What had happened was that Samuel got the comforter in his hands and held it up in the air and was going toward Levi, who was innocently laying there, to try to smokescreen him. Michael quickly removed Levi from harm's way. Then Samuel for some reason took a left turn and walked right off the bed, getting tangled in the blanket, and falling head-first onto the floor.
I ran in to the room, and the first thing I saw was Levi on the bed, so I panicked that he fell. Then a second later I saw Samuel, and Michael was telling me to take him and that he would get Levi. Samuel was screaming, and he had a huge goose-egg bruise already on his forehead. I picked him up and held him close, reassuring him that everything was going to be okay and got a cold-pack to put on his head. Of course he wanted nothing to do with the cold-pack, so I had to use force to hold him down long enough to take away just a little of the swelling.
I did that for a little while, then gave up. It was better for him to just be calm than to freak out every time I put it on his head. So, we watched him for about 45 minutes, checked his pupils, then went to bed. Thank God it wasn't serious.
As I read the Dr. Sears page, I imagined what it would look like if Samuel did have any of those signs of head trauma. It reminds me that a life-shattering moment can happen at any time, even at home on a Wednesday evening.
I know that's a downer, but really it simply tells me to soak up every moment that I have with my precious boys. Life is so fleeting.