when the phone in my classroom rings and it says 6400 my heart skips a beat. It usually means something has happened to/ is wrong with one of my kids and today it was Mr. C. He went down the slide a recess and instead of landing on his feet he went to fast ( the slide was wet) he landed on his back. Flat like a pancake. He was picked up and started to cry and carry on that his back hurt. They brought him to the first aid room and to the first aid attendant. They calmed him down and called us at school. When I asked to talk to him he had a complete meltdown and cried and screamed into the phone that he hurt. I had a complete meltdown as well and started to think things like...why didn't they immobilize? Do I need to call an ambulance? How am I going to organize us with one car? How am I going to get the girls home? Who can look after the dog? What if he's done some serious damage? I need a sub and then I started to think things like...I can't do this...I'm tired of going to Children's...why did this happen today...why can't our lives just be "normal"... and I cried.
We arrived at Gilmore ( both John and I went because I was in a panic). When we arrived he was sitting in the First Aid room surrounded by adults, reading a book. He started to cry the minute we showed up. The VP pulled me aside and said from one parent to another that the meltdown on the phone was not how he was acting prior. It would seem that hearing my voice brought on the tears. He said he knew I was most likely in a panic after that phone call (Which I was). That helped me calm down a bit and to be on the safe side we(John) took him into Emerg. I went back to work and organized rides for the girls, the dog to be let out, and I started to think the worst. As I was on my way back to the hospital John called to say they were done and that C's back was ok...he would most likely be sore but nothing broken or out of place. I'm still not convinced ( my son went for three weeks with a broken arm because he didn't want to go to the hospital). I'll be keeping an eye on him. He'll head into Daycare tomorrow as it is a Pro D day ( for some reason I feel so much better when he's with Karen then when he's at school). Tonight, I'm going to regroup, take a hard Mike's out of the fridge and breath because this is my "normal".
We arrived at Gilmore ( both John and I went because I was in a panic). When we arrived he was sitting in the First Aid room surrounded by adults, reading a book. He started to cry the minute we showed up. The VP pulled me aside and said from one parent to another that the meltdown on the phone was not how he was acting prior. It would seem that hearing my voice brought on the tears. He said he knew I was most likely in a panic after that phone call (Which I was). That helped me calm down a bit and to be on the safe side we(John) took him into Emerg. I went back to work and organized rides for the girls, the dog to be let out, and I started to think the worst. As I was on my way back to the hospital John called to say they were done and that C's back was ok...he would most likely be sore but nothing broken or out of place. I'm still not convinced ( my son went for three weeks with a broken arm because he didn't want to go to the hospital). I'll be keeping an eye on him. He'll head into Daycare tomorrow as it is a Pro D day ( for some reason I feel so much better when he's with Karen then when he's at school). Tonight, I'm going to regroup, take a hard Mike's out of the fridge and breath because this is my "normal".
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