An Anniversary Not to be Forgotten

December 17th was my 3rd wedding anniversary and I am most positive that it will be embedded in my mind for quite some time.



Things were going as planned that day. Sean went to work, but was leaving by 5 pm. June and I had been playing at home all day, and I was planning on dropping her off at grandma's later that evening so Sean and I could go out. Then things took an unexpected turn. June was on the counter, which is one of her favorite places to be, and I was right there with her. June loves to climb and is not one bit afraid of heights. I turned my back for a few seconds and then next thing I knew there was a loud BANG. She had fallen off the counter and was laying face down on the floor. I immediately picked her up gently and assessed the damage. No broken bones, no blood, and she did not lose consciousness. I could tell she got the wind knocked out of her because it took her a few seconds to start crying. The next twenty minutes were spent trying to console a crying baby. I was a bit of a wreck because it was obviously my fault that she fell, and I hate when my baby gets hurt and I can't make it stop. Then June threw up all over me. Besides the initial shock (June has never thrown up before), I was even more concerned now. For those of you who know anything about head injuries you already know that vomiting is never a good sign. I called my mom who is a nurse, and whom I trust above pretty much anybody else. She told me to keep monitoring her - watch her pupils, don't let her fall asleep, keep trying to talk to her, and keep her alert- and that she would call back in a little bit. I felt a little better after that. I few minutes later June threw up again. This is when I really started to panic. My mom called back and when I told her what happened she said that we had better go to the emergency room just to be safe. I agreed.



Sean got home shortly after with a beautiful bouquet of flowers, and I filled him in to all of the events that had take place. He gave June a Fathers Blessing and then we were off to Redicare, which is like an urgent care facility. We got in quickly and the P.A. looked June over. She seemed fine - eyes were normal, no blood in the ears, she was acting like her normal self - besides the big bruise that was forming on her head. The P.A. was still concerned about the vomiting because that can be a sign that there is serious brain damage, and he suggested June get a CT scan. We of course agreed, and headed over to the hospital.



Anybody who has ever had to go to the emergency room knows that it is never a pleasant experience. It wasn't too crowded that evening, but it still took forever to actually see the doctor, and then I think they forgot about us for a while because a nurse came in about an hour later and asked if June had got her CT scan yet. We said no and it wasn't too long after that that we got taken back to the machine. Having never experienced a CT scan myself I was nervous. This next part was pure torture for me and for June. They had to strap June down to the machine because you have to lie completely still. June was screaming bloody murder. How do you tell a 19 month little girl that it is going to be OK when she is strapped down and being moved into a tube with red lights while four people try to keep her head and body still. I am a pretty tough customer, but I couldn't help but cry as my little girl screamed my name and there was nothing I could do to help her.



After more waiting, the doctor told us that the CT scan came back normal and that there was no brain damage - thank Heaven!!! We got to go home then (after more waiting to be discharged). It was about 10:30 pm and we were all starving at this point. Not much was open, but Applebee's was so that is where we went. Not much of an anniversary dinner, but it was better than Denny's.



It was a very eventful 3rd anniversary, and I am just so happy that June is OK and that no serious damage occur ed. We are very blessed.