I wanted to check some emails early this evening, and sat down for only maybe 5 minutes before I heard a THUNK, and heard Hannah cry, "Oh, no, oh no!" Mallorie had rolled off the couch, where she had been lying next to her sister.
Running through my mind was, do I have to take a shower to go to the ER (no, I haven't had one yet today, and no, I wouldn't have delayed medical care for it ... it's just what crossed my mind) and does she need a CT? I dont' know if I thought of calling the doctor or if my daughter did, but eventually I'm talking to the pediatrician and somehow managing not to be sobbing as I tell her Mallorie fell off the couch.
"What's she doing on the couch?"
OK, not the point. It's where we keep her most of the time, on pillows on the couch next to us. And I almost forgot; she was laughing. "STOP laughing! It's where we keep her."
"Well, maybe you better rethink that one."
OK, why are we going through all of this couch thing? I asked if she needs a CT (yeah, I go big-guns all the time), and she went through the "decision tree" with me. Things to watch for, what might be the reasons for the bleeding coming from her nose, to give her some Tylenol and not Motrin, etc. She said she wasn't surprised if she hit her face, with her being so top-heavy. That she would be most concerned about her not being able to move her head, or her limbs. I then heard her change it to not being able to move her upper extremities, because with Mallorie having spina bifida, she knows her legs don't move much. Put cold compresses on her nose, try to see where the bleeding is coming from (she just had surgery on her nose), etc. All common sense stuff that I cannot think of when I am holding my littlest one in a moment like this. All the things I need to hear her calming voice telling me. At least she had stopped laughing, too.
So, this is to Mallorie's pediatrician.
Thank you so much. I just panicked. I have this fear that comes up in moments like this, that I'm gonna do something wrong and all the healthiness in her will be gone. Thank you for calming me down (again).
Mallorie's on my lap, a little stoned. What other kid's mommy gives her Tylenol with Codeine, when the pediatrician says to give some Tylenol? I'm the good kind of mommy! We're listening to Bob Marley, "Three Little Birds" and she's beating her left arm (the one she doesn't move as much) and rocking her head to the beat.
I love you, Dr. B.
Woke up this morning,
Smiled at the rising sun,
Three little birds
Sat by my doorstep
Singin a sweet song,
A melody pure and true,
Singin, (this is my message to you-ou-ou:)
Singin: don't worry about a thing,
cause every little thing is gonna be all right.
As I finish this post, she's grinning now. And tapping BOTH arms and kicking BOTH legs to the music. And I almost forgot! She drank her entire bottle of milk while she was waiting on the Tylenol/codeine to kick in. Be sure and notice that I said drank, and not took it through a tube.
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