JerseyJanice
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I spent Friday evening in the Emergency Room with my son.
He was playing down the block with his friends. I was just about to start dinner, and he came in and asked me to look at a boo-boo he'd gotten.
Because he seemed so calm, I expected to see a skinned knee or elbow. He lifted his hand from his forehead, and there was a gigantic (I mean huge!) goose egg. I gasped (bad Mommy!), and he started to cry.
On went my shoes and off to the ER we went. Turned out that he was goofing around with a baseball bat. He struck a tree, and the bat bounced back and clocked him in the forehead.
Anyway, he's O.K. The ER termed it a minor head injury. They told me that internal bleeding has nowhere to go in one's head--there is little flesh between the skin and the skull, so that's why it turns into a goose egg.
Last night (Sunday), as I was putting him to bed, he complained that he was hungry. He'd had a good dinner not long before, but insisted his stomach hurt because he didn't have enough to eat.
So I let him come downstairs and finish the bagel and cream cheese he didn't finish at breakfast.
At 2:00 a.m., he appeared in my room, standing over my bed.
"Mommy, I don't feel so good..." and splat, he started vomitting like crazy. All over me, my bed, my hair, the floor, etc. I ran him into the bathroom as quickly as I could, but it made a horrible mess.
He seems perfectly fine this morning. Ate a big breakfast of pancakes and sausages (am I crazy?).
I'm doing a lot of laundry. Linens, the bathroom mats, pajamas, etc.
And how was your weekend?
He was playing down the block with his friends. I was just about to start dinner, and he came in and asked me to look at a boo-boo he'd gotten.
Because he seemed so calm, I expected to see a skinned knee or elbow. He lifted his hand from his forehead, and there was a gigantic (I mean huge!) goose egg. I gasped (bad Mommy!), and he started to cry.
On went my shoes and off to the ER we went. Turned out that he was goofing around with a baseball bat. He struck a tree, and the bat bounced back and clocked him in the forehead.
Anyway, he's O.K. The ER termed it a minor head injury. They told me that internal bleeding has nowhere to go in one's head--there is little flesh between the skin and the skull, so that's why it turns into a goose egg.
Last night (Sunday), as I was putting him to bed, he complained that he was hungry. He'd had a good dinner not long before, but insisted his stomach hurt because he didn't have enough to eat.
So I let him come downstairs and finish the bagel and cream cheese he didn't finish at breakfast.
At 2:00 a.m., he appeared in my room, standing over my bed.
"Mommy, I don't feel so good..." and splat, he started vomitting like crazy. All over me, my bed, my hair, the floor, etc. I ran him into the bathroom as quickly as I could, but it made a horrible mess.
He seems perfectly fine this morning. Ate a big breakfast of pancakes and sausages (am I crazy?).
I'm doing a lot of laundry. Linens, the bathroom mats, pajamas, etc.
And how was your weekend?
