i'm not sure how many people have told me to get rock salt for my steps but it's been quite a few. of course nothing could really ever happen to me and i didn't want to use money on that...smart.
yesterday morning i took matt to work bright and early. when i came home i grabbed grant in his car seat to carry inside. we don't normally do that, we just grab grant. but i don't know why i grabbed him in his seat, i just did.
i was careful walking down the hill, there was ice, i had to be careful. i made i successfully back and started down our cement steps. there was more ice this time. before i knew it, i was hitting the corner of the bottom step. i didn't even feel myself falling, i just heard the car seat smack and a loud piercing noise in my ears as i lay on the cold ground.
my first thought was to check grant but i couldn't move. i could see out of the corner of my eye his car seat was slightly tipped, he was only slightly fussing so i knew it was a shock for him but he wasn't hurt. my second thought "get my phone out of my pocket and call someone before i pass out". both these things happened in a split second and i fumbled to get my phone thinking "911 or ...who?" matt's phone was destroyed in ohio and we still haven't replaced it. "NIA!" i called my sister in law, she works with matt. my ears were still ringing. i called her, still unable and scared to move. i didn't know the damage but it felt bad.
nia came quick, but all the way from american fork. i was able to stand up, move grant inside and lay on the couch fast. when nia got there she took us to the hospital where matt was already waiting. one of his bosses, sweet sweet man, had taken him to the emergency room where he was waiting for me with a wheelchair. i felt like i was going to black out every time i stood up, but hadn't yet.
all i kept thinking was thank heavens for that sturdy car seat. thank you thank you thank you. and thank heavens i had a fluffy hat on that eased the blow a bit. without it things would have been far worse.
they took me back quickly, head traumas go to the top of the list. luckily there were no severed limbs or chest pains waiting when we got there. it was hurting so bad, i had a lump the size of a child's fist on the back and bottom part of my head, right above my neck.
they put a neck brace on to be safe, it made it hurt worse but i understood it had to be there. we waited for the routine pregnancy test to come back negative so they could take me to get a CAT scan.
i felt so weird being rolled in my bed through the halls of the hospital, everyone seeing me go by. matt stayed in my room with grant observing everything new around him. i have never had a CAT scan before but i now know why kids get scared of it. there were so many loud noises coming from so many different parts of the room. i was thinking "is that supposed to happen?" and imagining the tech running in and trying to get me out before the hospital exploded or something. why do we seem to think the worst thoughts right after a trauma?
they took me back to my room to wait for the results, i found a much more comfortable position to fall asleep in and grant took a little nap right next to me. about a half hour later they came back and removed my neck brace and told me i was free and clear. no bleeding of the head, no fractures. just inflammation. thank you thank you thank you. so amanda picked us up and took us home. she watched grant while we napped for awhile then hung around for fun.
it's still hurts a lot, i keep the drugs in me for pain and to help the inflammation. i can't lay on my back on account of the huge painful lump so last night was frustrating. i normally sleep on my side and roll to my back while still asleep. i always wake up on my back. so i woke up in pain several times, it's the first time since being huge and pregnant that i couldn't sleep on my back and i was sad.
today is better than yesterday, i want it to keep getting better so i can be sure to start DROP AND GIVE ME FIT on monday!!