Referring back to an older post I made, the little one took quite the tumble last night. When she's tired she's very unstable on her feet, so running while tired is a recipe for disaster. She lost it on the hardwood and landed on her nose. Yes, her nose! It didn't look like anything was broken and she stopped screaming within a few minutes and was more like her normal self.
We took her to hospital out of precaution and they basically agreed that nothing looked broken. It was a really busy night at CHEO but luckily they fast-tracked us up the waiting list. I guess given she's 14 months with a possible broken noise they wanted to see her. The Doctor examined her and answered all our questions. She gave us some good information and was happy to briefly play with Emma for a minute or two while she talked to us. She examined Emma's skull, nose and face in general to make sure nothing was cracked or broken. Clean bill of health! Surprisingly, Emma didn't show any signs of apprehension after the fall while scooting round the living room. We'd learned our lesson and stuck closer to her when she got tired tonight. Especially when I caught her literally running across the room. "You're not meant to do that yet! You're only 14 months old!!" God I love my little angel!
For me, our time in the hospital was more traumatic than the accident. One poor 13 year old boy had hit his head while playing soccer and had no memory of it. Mrs S. said they asked him questions and after a short while he would forget they'd asked him.
Another little boy had broken a bone in his leg and they must have reset it while we waited in the corridor outside. Listening to his screams was somewhat disturbing. All things we'll have to expect and prepare for I guess.
I'm not sure my heart has recovered from the experience. Her fall was mostly my fault; Mrs. S. was on the phone and I had just turned round to get a clean diaper. It broke my heart to hear her scream so and to see the distress she was in. I gave her lots of hugs and kisses and walked around with her in my arms while I examined her nose and face. After a short while she calmed down and I breathed a huge sigh of relief.
We took her to hospital out of precaution and they basically agreed that nothing looked broken. It was a really busy night at CHEO but luckily they fast-tracked us up the waiting list. I guess given she's 14 months with a possible broken noise they wanted to see her. The Doctor examined her and answered all our questions. She gave us some good information and was happy to briefly play with Emma for a minute or two while she talked to us. She examined Emma's skull, nose and face in general to make sure nothing was cracked or broken. Clean bill of health! Surprisingly, Emma didn't show any signs of apprehension after the fall while scooting round the living room. We'd learned our lesson and stuck closer to her when she got tired tonight. Especially when I caught her literally running across the room. "You're not meant to do that yet! You're only 14 months old!!" God I love my little angel!
For me, our time in the hospital was more traumatic than the accident. One poor 13 year old boy had hit his head while playing soccer and had no memory of it. Mrs S. said they asked him questions and after a short while he would forget they'd asked him.
Another little boy had broken a bone in his leg and they must have reset it while we waited in the corridor outside. Listening to his screams was somewhat disturbing. All things we'll have to expect and prepare for I guess.
I'm not sure my heart has recovered from the experience. Her fall was mostly my fault; Mrs. S. was on the phone and I had just turned round to get a clean diaper. It broke my heart to hear her scream so and to see the distress she was in. I gave her lots of hugs and kisses and walked around with her in my arms while I examined her nose and face. After a short while she calmed down and I breathed a huge sigh of relief.
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Glad she is OK though. It guess it's nigh on impossible to keep your eye on them all the time and you can guarantee that it's the 5 seconds you look away or are distracted that they will fall. The perils and pains of parenting. I have all this yet to come.
Remember the old phrase "This'll hurt me more than it hurts you"? Or something to that effect. As a fairly recent parent, I think it's definitely true!