Sunday, August 14, 2011

Oy Yoy Yoy!

Big E has been alive approximately 1,000 days.  He had a real hot streak going, until yesterday when we had our first trip to the emergency room.

During our trip to the train museum, Big E fell off a train caboose.  Not a toy one.  A real, life size, red caboose that is parked outside the train museum.  The only thing that broke his fall was his big noggin.

It sounded like a watermelon hitting the concrete, except it was his head.  I will never forget the sound for as long as I live.  I had nightmares last night that I was at some bad Gallagher show from the 1970s.

He was just out of my reach and I lunged for him, but it was too late.

I ran him into the train museum to see if anyone had a bag of ice.  No luck there, but a gentleman inside informed me I should take him to the hospital ASAP because he had heard the impact of the fall inside of the building.  Thanks, guy!

I had an Incredible Hulk moment, lifted Big E into my arms and ran his crying self across a parking lot, under a tunnel and into the restaurant next door to get some ice.  Talk about an adrenaline rush.

He calmed down as I iced the big plum that was protruding from his forehead.  With the help of my friend, we got the kids loaded up in the van and headed back into town.

I had Mr. Yoy meet me at home and we took Big E to Children's Healthcare.

He checked out fine, thank goodness, and managed to charm the pants off all of the nurses.

I handsome! 

Anyway, I'm sure this won't be our last visit to the emergency room, I'm just hoping Big E can rebuild his streak.
Ouch!

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