First Visit to ER...

Monday night was one of the most scariest nights of my life. Oklahoma has been getting ice, rain, snow, and mix of sleet and before it got worse I wanted to go get stuff to make chili. I thought on a cold winter's evening it would be perfect, so I feed the baby and leave him with Jon. I walk out my front door and the first step I take I slip and fell back on my rear and my head hit the cement. I blacked out for a few minutes and remained there on the cold icy cement until I was able to get up and go inside.

When I stood up I felt my head and sure enough I had blood all over my hands and it was starting to come out really fast. If you have ever had a head injury it is really hard to stop the bleeding and looks really bad than it really is. So I was panicking and it took about an hour to get the bleeding under control. In the mean time Jon is checking my wound and he says it is bad and that I need to go to the ER. I am freaking out at this point. The roads are icy, my kids are sick, what do I do? So my brave brother-in-law, Kit C has the big beast of a 4x4 truck and drives to our house to watch our three children while Jon and I go to the ER. I have never been to the ER before and I became really scared.

When the doctor admitted me he checked my wound and told me that I would need staples in my head. I said, "What, excuse me say that again? STaples? You have got to be kidding me. I have never had any such thing like that in my body, the most I have ever had to have was stitches when I had a baby and those dissolve, but staples I was balling and curled up into the fetal position. I have never been so terrified in my entire life. Then after he tells me what they are going to do, I see the NEEDLE, I hate needles, I hate IV's anything with needles freaks me out. So he takes the needle and numbs the area, I scream, and then he gets the stapler and tells me that i have to have 4 staples, Ugh! The sound of it was enough, it was awful and then when he was done. He walked out of the room and left me with blood gushing out of my head and all down my neck and clothes. I was so furious! How dare they? So Jon cleans me up and the nurse comes and gets me and takes me down to get a CT scan. What I say? This is just too much for me to handle, so I get the CT scan and the doctor tells me I have a concussion. A concussion me, no way, I didn't even play football that day, that is only supposed to happen when you are playing contact sports. No, but me slipping on some stupid ice. I was like this is ridiculous, so they gave me some pain meds and I went home.

My sweet brother rocked my baby back to sleep the whole time I was gone and he was fine and the rest of my family was just fine while I was gone. (Thank you Kit C from the bottom of my heart) I was so worried about little Luke the entire time, because I nurse him and he was just fine and ate like a champ when I got home. This is definitely an experience I will never forget and looking back I swear it is just my luck. But like my daddy says, "I have a really hard head." The staples will come out next week, and for now as my hubby says "I am one hot chick with staples in my head." :) Thanks for all your love, sweet words, kindness, prayers, and just being the great friends and family that I you are. It means the world to me that you care so much. Until next time... STay warm! Enjoy your families. :)