ER TRIP #2

Friday was a more interesting day than I anticipated. Mom & I ended up taking Mama Terry to the same ER that I was in a week ago. She had fallen in their garage and hurt her knee. Turns out she actually fractured it in a couple places! She's alright now, just sore. Her ER doctor was a lot nicer than the first one I saw there. Mama won't be picking me up from school & taking me for any Sonic milkshakes for a while....

Get Better Soon Mama!!!!

PS ~ The hospital actually sent mom an evaluation to fill out about her "experience" in using the emergency room.

BIG MISTAKE!!

ER TRIP

This past weekend I had a little accident. On Saturday I went with Mom to run some errands. We went to her office and then to the store. When we came home, she reached back and unbuckled me from my car seat. Then she came around and opened the side door. The unfortunate part is that I was holding onto the door handle, so when the door came open I fell out on my head. We have a large SUV and it was a pretty good fall. Not to mention the garage floor is concrete.

Here is the worst part. Mom says I was unconscious for about 30 seconds (which seemed like eternity to her). She tried to catch me and couldn't. It all happened so fast. She quickly picked me up and sat with me on a bench in our garage. I woke up screaming and crying. Which is a good thing actually. As much as Mom was scared, she was glad to hear me screaming. My head was swollen, but nothing huge.
Mom decided we need to go to the emergency room to let them check me out. Granted this isn't my first ER experience, but it's my first accident at home. Visiting the ER was indeed an experience in itself. I was pretty well calmed down by the time the doctor finally came in to see me. The face you see in the picture is about how I looked when we arrived at the hospital. Not so happy. I was excited about the bracelets I got to wear. Dad arrived shortly behind us (he had been playing golf). They did the usual things checking me over. I had a CAT scan done of my head ~ which I thought was a big space ship. It had red lights and this thing went in a circle and the bed I laid on moved. I laid very still and did such a good job they gave me a teddy bear.

Thankfully, the CAT scan was normal. The ER doctor kept telling Mom and Dad that he didn't understand how I could fall onto a concrete floor, head first, and not have something wrong with me. Needless to say, Mom had a very hard time not saying something back. She said that anyone who is unconscious after a fall should be checked out. So after 4 1/2 hours of "checking me out" we got to go home. It was past my bedtime and I hadn't even eaten dinner! Mom & Dad promised me a Happy Meal if I did lay still for the CAT Scan, so that's what we had for dinner. Then it was bedtime.
Mom & Dad were "instructed" to check on me an hour after I went to sleep, which they did. I was fine as far as they could tell. Around 10:30 p.m. I was throwing up everywhere. Mom called the pediatrician after-hours number and spent 30 minutes on the phone only to have a lady in California from some 800 service tell her that the "guide book instructs us to go to the ER." Again, Mom was not very pleased. So inbetween me throwing up and them changing my clothes, we headed back.

This time we had a different doctor who after another 3 hours explained to us that I had a pretty serious head concusion and that I just needed to be monitored closely for 24 hours. They gave me some medicine to help with the throwing up (and it did). Dad and I slept out on the couches, so he could hear me if I needed anything. Once again Mom was a bit upset that there was indeed something wrong with me, despite the first doctor questioning her. I've been playing most of the day today and feel ok. My head is a little sore. I did take a 4 1/2 hour nap today though! That might be a record?

Bottom line is I'm ok. For that we're all grateful. It was quite a scare for Mom & Dad ~ twice. We're instituting some new guidelines with unbuckling me from my car seat to try and avoid this from happening again.

Two Things To Tell You

There are two things I want to tell you about. The first being the closet that I helped Dad build a few weeks ago is finished! Mom has been too busy to get pictures of it, but here they are now. It looks better uh? You can scroll down to see what it looked like in the beginning. Dad & I did a pretty good job. The only problem I see is that Mom's side is much smaller than Dad's side. Do you see that too?

The closet has shelves and baskets and even allows Mom to keep their laundry basket inside (which she likes). Her favorite part is a square shoe holder that fits against the wall on her side. Dad says that's why her side isn't as big as his...she needs too many "extra's."

So what is the other thing I was going to tell you? You know how much I love getting mail! My Aunt Lynn mails me cards and things a lot. Today when I came home from school my Mama & Papa Snipes had sent me a big package! It was such a surprise! Inside were a lot of goodies - a t-shirt from a place my mom loves to eat in Warsaw, dinosaurs that grow in water, squishy sea animals, a Toy Story punching bag, etc.... I was really excited to get the package. A big thank you to them!!!!!!

ROBOT FAMILY

This is my ROBOT FAMILY. For my birthday last summer, Tammy, Karl, Faith & Bryce gave me a set of Kids K'nex. That was the start.....I spent hours playing with the pieces building things, so come Christmas a large box of K'nex magically appeared. That's kept me pretty occupied for a while. This weekend I got another addition to my set ~ the robot set (which included wheels). Thus, meet my new ROBOT FAMILY.

The tall one standing on the floor next to me is Dad. (Notice his hooks, not horns.) The robot directly behind Dad, with 3 eyes, is Mom. (I can't explain why she has 3 eyes, I've been asked and I just don't know.) Next to Mom on the couch is Me! (Notice the piece that bends around my 1 eye. I like those pieces a lot!). These toys allow me to be creative and imaginative (which sounds like an infomercial.) They do keep me busy and it involves one of my favorite things right now ~ ROBOTS! Who could ask for anything more?

Change Is Hard

For the past few months, Mom has been wanting to get me a new blanket for my bed. My old one wasn't originally bought for my big boy bed - My Mama Terry purchased it a long time ago on clearance to put in the bottom of my play tent, and it ended up in my bed. It has been washed so many times (during those potty training weeks) and wasn't as warm as it could have been. Or so those were mom's reasons. I did not see anything wrong with what I already had "a blue blanket with the cars on it."

Several weeks ago Mom bought what they call a "duvet" cover to put over the comforter thinking that it would make it look a little nicer and I'd still get to keep the blanket I seemed so attached to. That didn't work. I absolutely refused to use it. At night I'd go to bed without any blanket. Mom or Dad would come in my room and put it on me after I fell asleep, and they'd check on me again later only to find it on the floor. I'm that stubborn. (Wonder where that comes from?)

Mom's next attempt was to show me pictures of several blankets in a catalog. One had robots (one of my favorite things), but that didn't appeal to me either. I was set on using that "blue blanket with the cars on it." Mom had pretty much almost given up, until she saw a quilt blanket set on Ebay one night. She asked me to look at the pictures on the computer. The one she found I didn't like. And even though she kept talking about it (Dad calls it nagging), I wasn't budging. In fact, since she kept trying to show me other pictures on the computer, I went into my room and brought the "blue blanket with the cars on it" out to her and politely told her:

"This is my blanket Mom! I'm not using any of those pictures in my bed!"

She found several that any little boy would love ~ rocket ships, sail boats, bugs/insects, construction trucks, more robots.....Then one afternoon she asked me if I'd please look at one more picture. It was her lucky day (or my un-stubborn day). I actually liked it. I asked if they were giving my "blue blanket with the cars on it" to another little boy who needed a blanket (because we gave some things to a little boy at Christmas). Mom explained that we would take my old comforter to Mama & Papa Vote's house and I can use it on my little bed there. Seemed like a good plan to me. So she bought it (for what was a very good price ~ Mom is good at comparing prices and finding good deals). She said it would be in the mail soon.

Tuesday, I came home from school and when I got in the house I ran to my room. Being all dramatic (which I can be good at), I came out of my room asking Mom why my new blanket wasn't here yet? Two days later it arrived. We got it out and made my bed all nice (it probably won't stay that way after one night of tossing & turning). I love it! We packed the old blanket in the car to take Mama & Papa's house tomorrow. I went to bed with no problems, no complaints, no issues. Sometimes change is just really hard.

Now it's my "blanket with red cars and blue clouds on it."