First ER visit...

The same day that we got Zoey, Caden got a concussion. What a day...let me tell you! While caden, mom, and I went out to get Zoey, Mark and dad worked on the tree house. So, after we went to the pet store to get her things, we headed out to my parents house. Dad made his famous ribs for dinner and so we were all so excited about that! Caden decided that he wanted to go swimming even though the water was cold! He was just having a great time jumping off the side of the pool when all of a sudden he popped out of the water crying hysterically. When he jumped into the pool he hit his head on one of the steps of the pool. I knew it had to be bad because Caden NEVER cries like that, and when I couldn't get him to calm down it scared me. Finally he calmed down and we sat down to dinner. He started having short term memory loss and so we thought we would wait for a few minutes and see if things got better. He couldn't even remember getting Zoey. When he looked down and Zoey and said, "Momma, whose puppy is that?" I knew it was time to take him to the ER.

On the way to Children's Mercy I really started thinking about how lucky I am to have such a healthy boy. I have learned throughout my illness that every moment in life counts. When this happened, it just made that even stick out more in my head. When it is your baby, you just worry about the worst that could happen. I held his hand the entire way there and just wanted to hold him when I got there. I was totally numb with fear and had a hard time realizing what was going on.

The ER doc that we saw was actually one of my moms docs from her office. It was really reassuring knowing the doctor personally and knowing that Caden was getting the best care possible! Caden did fine on all of his neuro tests and Dr. Olson decided that he had a mild concussion. So, that night we had to wake him every two hours to do neuro tests on him, and check his eyes to make sure that everything looked ok. We had mom come over to spend the night with us since she is a nurse and has the knowledge of what to look for when we woke him up. What a night...a crying puppy in the kennel for three hours straight and waking the little man up every two hours! Needless to say...we were all took a great nap the next day! He woke up fine the next morning and has been doing great ever since. After knowing what the outcome could have been, I feel so blessed that I have a healthy boy!