Busy, busy spring.
First of all, spring in our family means BIRTHDAYS. All but one in the family was born in the spring, or around that time. My little boy turned six, the philosopher turned 30 something, the littlest one turned two years old, I turned -something- and my big sweet boy turned 12. The only birthday we have left this year is in the fall, when 13 will become 14.
Easter this year entailed quite a few parties, dinners, Easter egg hunts and random socializing.
The 12 year old had an accident and spent a night in the hospital. It was scary and annoying. Scary because injuries to the neck can be very serious; annoying because it turned out to be a very light injury and 24 hours in a hospital is quite an ordeal for a family of six who doesn't have any family close by who can step in and help. It took a lot of energy and effort, and quite some time to recover.
What happened? We were in the swimming pool, and he dove into the water head first with such a momentum that he hit the top of his head on the bottom of the pool hard enough to push his head down and fracture his neck. It's a compression fracture. His jaw and shoulders hurt, and his scalp was bleeding. I ran home, put clothes on and rushed him to the ER. They X-rayed his neck and did an MRI. He had to wear a neck brace and spend the night in the hospital, monitored by a neurosurgeon. He was lucky to get away with only two weeks of rest, no sports or strenuous activity.
My oldest son had a freak accident as well, the day before his piano recital. He was helping a younger child get a ball out of a tree, when a branch pierced a vein on his hand. Blood squirted out in a pulse like movement, By the third squirt I had a clean diaper out and put pressure on his hand, holding it up. It took a good solid 10 minutes to get the bleeding to stop completely. Freaky. I'm glad I was there with my purse, which contains diapers, wipes, Neosporin, band aids and bandages, etc.
The piano recital still went well, despite his hand being sore.
First of all, spring in our family means BIRTHDAYS. All but one in the family was born in the spring, or around that time. My little boy turned six, the philosopher turned 30 something, the littlest one turned two years old, I turned -something- and my big sweet boy turned 12. The only birthday we have left this year is in the fall, when 13 will become 14.
Easter this year entailed quite a few parties, dinners, Easter egg hunts and random socializing.
The 12 year old had an accident and spent a night in the hospital. It was scary and annoying. Scary because injuries to the neck can be very serious; annoying because it turned out to be a very light injury and 24 hours in a hospital is quite an ordeal for a family of six who doesn't have any family close by who can step in and help. It took a lot of energy and effort, and quite some time to recover.
What happened? We were in the swimming pool, and he dove into the water head first with such a momentum that he hit the top of his head on the bottom of the pool hard enough to push his head down and fracture his neck. It's a compression fracture. His jaw and shoulders hurt, and his scalp was bleeding. I ran home, put clothes on and rushed him to the ER. They X-rayed his neck and did an MRI. He had to wear a neck brace and spend the night in the hospital, monitored by a neurosurgeon. He was lucky to get away with only two weeks of rest, no sports or strenuous activity.
My oldest son had a freak accident as well, the day before his piano recital. He was helping a younger child get a ball out of a tree, when a branch pierced a vein on his hand. Blood squirted out in a pulse like movement, By the third squirt I had a clean diaper out and put pressure on his hand, holding it up. It took a good solid 10 minutes to get the bleeding to stop completely. Freaky. I'm glad I was there with my purse, which contains diapers, wipes, Neosporin, band aids and bandages, etc.
The piano recital still went well, despite his hand being sore.
