So a VERY scary thing happened to us last week with Isaac. We were at the grocery store and Isaac was in his car seat in the cart (on the part where bigger kids sit and get buckled in, does that make sense?). Anywho, we had fed him a bottle and then got him out of his car seat to burp him. Then, much to my regret, I put him back in his car seat but didn't buckle him. The car seat was leaning back enough that it was holding him in and I didn't think it would be a problem. We were checking out and I was just distracted, which was not a good excuse, but I was just not paying close enough attention. I figured that we would be leaving soon so I would buckle him when we were done and had to get in the car. Well the car seat got bumped and Isaac fell out RIGHT on his head! It was the most sickening thing I have ever heard/seen watching him fall like that. I immediately ran over to him and picked him up and just started crying hysterically. This is probably the point where I should have been calm and collected but I most certainly was not. Thank goodness Keith was there and was calm because I was a mess. People kept coming up to me asking, "should I call an ambulance?" or "what should we do?" and I just kept saying "I DON'T KNOW! HE FELL ON HIS HEAD!!"
Well as soon as he hit the ground he started crying really hard. He cried for a few minutes and then started to calm down and wanted to fall asleep. Well I didn't know how serious it was so I just kept talking to him and trying to keep him awake. We took him to the ER at UVRMC and told them what happened. He got really pale all of a sudden, and the nurses took notice so they got him back pretty fast thank goodness. They told us we could let him fall asleep since he had such a traumatic experience. We got back to one of the rooms and the doctor came in and looked at him and said he should have a CT scan. He asked us if Isaac passed out or vomited after it happened, and we said no he just cried really hard. The doctor said this was a good sign. After that, they took us back to the CT scan. It was so sad watching him as they had to strap him down to get the test done! He just cried and cried. I got to stay with him thank goodness.
After the CT scan we went back to the original room to wait for the results. After a few minutes Isaac started to get his color back, he started smiling/cooing and playing. I started to feel so much better about it but was still very worried. I was thinking the worst of course, like does he have skull fracture? Is he going to have permanent damage? Is his brain swelling up? I don't know enough about the medical field to know what could happen in this kind of situation.
The doctor came back with the results and gave us a thumbs up. He said that everything looked fine but that we should watch him closely and check on him through the night. He said that we did the right thing by bringing him in though, just since he is so young. He said that he has seen hundreds of these cases at the ER (where kids fall out of shopping carts) and 99.9% of the time they are just fine. He also said that it even happened to his own child while he was in medical school! That made me feel a lot better.
That night Isaac woke up every 3-4 hours or so just as the Tylenol was wearing off, which is understandable. I had a hard time sleeping that night anyway, because I was worried about him and also just felt horrible about what had happened. It kept re-playing over and over in my head watching him fall like that. I think it will be burned in my brain forever! Pretty soon after he fell he developed a good sized goose egg on the left side of his forehead, and he still has it but it goes down a little more every day.
Here's a couple of pictures, you can see that the left side of his forehead
is sticking up more than the right, that's his goose egg :(
is sticking up more than the right, that's his goose egg :(
The whole time we were going through it, Keith kept saying "I don't know how to explain it, but I just know he's going to be okay" and that was very comforting. He stayed calm the whole time, which was a relief because I was hysterical, and Malea was crying because I was crying and Isaac was crying because, well he landed on his head! My mom and step-dad met us at the hospital and helped with Malea which was really nice. I think it helped her to calm down.
I am so glad Isaac is okay! I've decided that from now on he will always be buckled and he will be down in the basket of the cart instead of up by the handle!










