Ohhh no, a visit to the ER!

12/8/08

We had a wild weekend. On Saturday morning, Owen was still not acting himself, and we being very cranky. He had not had a fever since Wednesday, but I guess the lack of sleep, and his teeth still coming in was having an effect on him. I was cleaning up some things in one of the extra bedrooms, and George was in the living room when I heard a loud thud followed by screaming. Anyone will kiddo's can tell when their child is really hurt, or if they are doing a fake cry, well this one was for real. I got up from the floor as fast as I could (which is not that fast these days) and went in to see what was going on. George had already picked him up, and I asked what happened. George said Owen either fell off the kitchen table, or one of the chairs. By this time Owen was not crying anymore, but his face was extremely red, all except for his lips and nose which were white as could be. I took him from George and tried to get him to stand up so I could assess him. I wanted to check to see how well he was breathing, and to see if he had any broken bones, or bleeding. When I tried to stand him, he was like a limp noodle. His chin was now down to his chest. I lifted up his head, and it just flopped right back down to his chest. His lips and nose remained very white. He was still breathing, but very shallow. His eyes were closed, and he was not responding to anything I did to him. Finally after about 4 minutes of this, he finally became more responsive. My little monkey scared me! He was still not acting normal, so I told George we were taking him to the ER just to make sure everything was okay. By the time we got signed in, Owen was pretty much back to normal except for being a little pale. George took him for a walk in the waiting area. Owen got running, tripped over his shoes, and fell down, hitting his head AGAIN! This time he got a little knot and bruise immediately on his forehead. His lips and nose got pale again, but not near like they were after the initial injury. He was also way more responsive this time. What a day! He has fallen a hundred times, but these were the only times he had the crazy lack of color in this lips and nose. By the time we saw the doctor, Owen was completely back to himself, and the doctor didn't think we needed to do any further testing. Thank God everything was fine! Owen sure didn't learn his lesson, the very next day, he was back up on the kitchen chair trying to climb up onto the table. How is he (and George and I) ever going to make it through these toddler years?

Saturday night when I was laying in bed recapping the events of the week, I was really wondering if I was ever going to get back my sweet, little Owen. He had been cranky or sick for over a week now, and I just wanted it to be over! Thankfully I woke up on Sunday only to find that my precious little Owen had returned and left the cranky Owen behind. He finally woke up at his normal time, ate all his meals, had a great nap, laughed, played, and smiled! I really missed him, and was so glad to have him back!

I am now 39 weeks and 5 days pregnant! I wanted to post a couple of comparison pictures. It is hard to tell just how big I have gotten until I look back at some of the early pictures. The picture on the left was taken at 15 weeks and 5 days, and the picture on the right was taken at 39 weeks and 1 day. What a transformation!