Robert took the day off so that we could get some tasks done that are required of us for the adoption--ie psychological analysis and FBI fingerprinting.
After we finished everything up we snagged Gavin from our friend that watched him today and decided to kill some time cruising around for just a bit before we had to get home for Jakeb and Zachary. 5 minutes into that decision we get a phone call from a very panicked 1st grade teacher that told us we need to come get Zachary at school right now...after I picked up my heart off the floor--because let's face it Zachary is a boy and a boy who gets hurt frequently and keeps my heart racing--I learned from his teacher that he slid down the slide (upside down--of course) and hit his head on a rock. Said rock punctured his head and left him with blood nearly spurting from his noggin and his teacher with a panic attack (not really but almost). He apparently walked up to her nonchalantly telling her he got hurt with blood running down his face. Never shed a tear. We rushed up to the school and found him cleaned up as best they could and with pink hair and splotchy polka dot clothes. Now everyone tells you head wounds bleed a lot but still when you see it, it's pretty dang scary. Kiddo is a-ok and milking it as much as he can...announcing periodically that he sure is feeling dizzy still. Thank you nurse for giving him that idea. The jumping and running around leads me to believe the dizziness is uh...all in his head. We did make a precautionary trip the ped's office just for a double check that stitches were not needed. Given the standard list of things to watch for for a concussion which I should just have painted on my kitchen wall as a daily reference at the rate we're going.
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Girl! Concussion is in our daily conversation...and I've only got 1 boy! Girls are nearly as bad. Just found your blog today and I'm luvin it!
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