lights and falls

Madison has really taken a liking to climbing recently, I mean really climbing.  She climbs on the chairs, sofas, shelves, kitchen cabinets, basically anything with a possibility to increase her height to an unsafe level.

This night was no different

The light switch is a tempting object.  Instead of asking one of us for help she decided to climb on the couch in our master bedroom, stand on the back of the couch and reach as far as possible to turn it on.

If I told you this was the first time I would be lying. 
If I told you this was the first time she has taken a fall I would be lying.

She fell and started crying.  Ben had seen the fall from a distance, in action, but of course was too far to really do anything but watch the tumble.  I was de clothing Carson getting ready for the bath time we had just rushed {Madison loves bath time} to the bedroom for.

This time the fall was different and I knew it almost immediately.  She stopped crying quickly, within a minute and just put her head on my shoulder.  I tried sitting her on the bed, she was pale, not moving anything, not even sitting up, just acting like a loose noodle zombie child.  I picked her back up and walked into the living room.  I sat her on the couch this time and the same thing.  She was out of it.

I told Ben at this point to get Carson ready because we need to go to the ER.

I could see the panic on Ben's face and I felt the panic internally but I just wanted to focus on what needed to be done, looking at only what the next step may be.

We have a Texas Children's Hospital very close by {AWESOME}.  We rushed in and of course, hurry up to wait.  Typical hospital.  As we were sitting in the waiting room Madison started vomiting.  At this point I was grateful to be in the hospital but fearful of what this could mean.

I prayed.  I prayed again.  I prayed some more.

Madison still remained a little zombie and only wanted to be held.  She refused to be in a sitting position, her only comfort was being nestled into one of our arms. 

The vomiting continued.

We finally saw the doctor and she did a thorough exam.  She said we would try a medication to help with the nausea and then offer apple juice.  If the vomiting continues she will need a CT Scan of her head.

The Lord answered my pleading prayers.

Madison started drinking the apple juice and did not want to stop.  She started to act normal, asking to "Watch a Movie."  There was my sign.  Her request from the start of the day to the end of day.  Oh Boo Bear, of course you can watch a movie.  I even felt a lump in my throat start to form.  She was finally coming around.

These moments in parenting are the scariest moments.  I was sick the entire time waiting for what they were going to say and if she was going to start to turn around.  I found comfort in my nursing knowledge and also found great fear in that understanding.  I can just be grateful my little Madison is back to her crazy, busy self.