After two and a half hours of brutal waiting and even more brutal x-rays and exams, it was determined that he had whiplash or a muscle spasm and he needed to take some meds and call if there was vomitting or death. SUPER.
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ER, baby!
So Declan fell down the stairs and then we shoved him in the car and drove three hours like normal people do when children fall (right? RIGHT?). When we arrived at Sunriver and started unpacking we realized that he wasn't actually straightening or turning his neck and instead looked like he was saying "What up, bitches?" all the time. Marty, the professional, told me he thought going to the hospital was a good idea. So we drove back to Bend and I succeeded in not vomiting out of crippling fear.
After two and a half hours of brutal waiting and even more brutal x-rays and exams, it was determined that he had whiplash or a muscle spasm and he needed to take some meds and call if there was vomitting or death. SUPER.
But at least we got my first ER visit out of the way. Now I'm sure
I'll be cool as a cucumber since I know how it works. Right? RIGHT?
After two and a half hours of brutal waiting and even more brutal x-rays and exams, it was determined that he had whiplash or a muscle spasm and he needed to take some meds and call if there was vomitting or death. SUPER.
2 comments:
at: 11:44 PM said...
You are lucky that the parent police did not come and take Declan away from you! You are not the only one. It took us 3 days to check out Tom's broken foot when he was 6! Declan must not complain much! Grandma Mead
at: 3:15 PM said...
Oh Allie, I just learned about this little (huge) incident. I feel bad for you, kids are so resilient and at that age unless they are screaming who knows what's going on. So glad you got things checked out and of course had the expert (brother Marty) along side for support. All's well that ends well!
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