A Bump on the Head

I took Little Monkey for his check up on Thursday. The boys were playing in the waiting room and Baby Girl was helping me keep them quiet as she always does.

Little Monkey climbed up on the couch and prepared to sit down on the arm . What he didn't realize is that the arm of the couch was not as wide as he thought and he fell backwards and all I heard was a sickening crack!

There was a slight pause and then he let out a horrifying scream. I immediately picked him up and tried in vain to calm him down. His name was called and we followed the nurse. Still screaming we attempted to get him weighed and measured but he would have none of it. I let them know what happened in the waiting room and the nurse informed the doctor. He took a look at him and said he should be fine.

We proceeded with the check up and all was well after I let Little Monkey hold his clothes. Being autistic he does not like to be naked and add to that a bump on the head. The screaming was worse than normal. But after a while he was fine.

He did not eat dinner that night which is a normal occurrence around here, which is why he drinks Pediasure (but that's another post). Bedtime was uneventful too. He went to bed happy and more than willing to get in bed. But that all changed at 12am. I heard screaming "MOMMY, MY HEAD Hurts!" and then the vomiting started. Having had a head injury myself when I was five I knew the signs of something serious.

Baby Girl was awakened by the screaming and helped me get him dressed and in the car. Steven stayed home with Tiger and mumbled something to the affect of "call me when you know something" and went back to sleep.

Poor Baby Girl kept repeating over and over that this was all her fault. That she should have been there to catch him when he fell. I assured her that it was not her fault. She can't watch two kids at the same time. I don't even know how we mother's do it honestly.

He continued to throw up in the car and in the ER waiting room. They made me wait outside of the radiology room while they did a CT scan of his head. I bawled when I heard him screaming "I want my mommy!" I felt so helpless. I couldn't do anything for the pain, he was too nauseous to take any medicine.

After many hours of waiting in the ER, Little Monkey was finally admitted. Once he was settled in his room the neuro-radiologist came into the room and told me that they read the CT scan again and saw a fracture in the back of his head. Poor guy. I know his head had to hurt pretty bad. He came home after 12 hours in the hospital and slept like a baby. He had not slept since midnight the night before and was exhausted.

He's better but still complains of headaches, dizziness, light sensitivity and things are too loud and they hurt his ears. Please keep him in your prayers and we watch him the next few days and pray that this injury did not affect his brain.

Tiffanie