Thursday, June 28, 2012

Big Scare But All Is Well

Addison and I headed out a little before 8 this morning to run our errands - who knew the bank doesn't open until 9.  We decided to head over to Sam's Club to kill some time waiting for the bank to open.  I love going early during their business member's hours because they feed you muffins or cinnamon buns and juice.  Addison was sitting in the basket part of the cart eating a muffin and eating juice.  We were looking at kids books and I was ready to go and look at kids clothes.  I said to Addison - "we sit in the cart Addison" and she plopped down and picked up a book to read.  As I was pushing, she looked at me and said "Addison jumps" and she did just that - unfortunately she jumped over backwards out of the cart and landed on the cement floor on her head.  It was one of those horrible moments when you could see it happening and just couldn't get there fast enough.

She started to cry and I picked her up but she probably cried less than a minute.  She said "bad cart" and wanted to call and talk to her daddy.  When he answered she just started to bawl.  They talked for a minute and she calmed down and then she wanted to get back in the cart and have some juice.  We went about our shopping and were in the clothing section when she projectile vomited everywhere!  I called her dad and then her grandma and we decided to take her to the ER.  While I was looking for a store person to clean up the mess she threw up again - it was all over her, me, the cart, the clothing display, and the floor.  I started to rush out the doors of Sam's Club (the lady guarding the door told me I couldn't leave a mess in my cart of un-purchased items, etc - but I just apologized and left anyway).

By this point Oliver had arrived at Sam's Club and so we put her in our car and started to drive towards Primary Children's - only to be stopped by a train.  We waited and Oliver was sitting in the back with her - as we rounded the corner to get on the freeway she threw up again and her face went all cloudy and I called Oliver's mom in a panic!  She told us to call 911 and just get to the nearest hospital.  The freeway entrance traffic lights were still on and I looked at the dead stopped traffic on the freeway and we decided to let the ambulance take her because it would be faster.  Oliver quickly gave her a blessing and I pulled over on the freeway shoulder and waited the longer 3 minutes of my life.  As a side note - I would not be a great 911 operator and I found the ladies lack of urgency horribly annoying.  I also found it irritating that they took my name, phone number, and location before even asking what the emergency was!

The paramedics arrived at our car and we piled into the ambulance.  They assessed her, strapped her to a backboard with a neck collar, and took her vitals.  They felt that she was doing pretty well and weren't all that urgent about getting going.  I was on the verge of a melt down when the paramedic told us the best way to keep her calm was to be calm ourselves.  Somehow we managed to pull it together - because seeing your small child strapped to a backboard is terrifying.  They gave Addison a little beanie baby and she put sensors on the bear while they were putting sensors on her.  She didn't cry once - and they said she is the easiest pediatric transport they've ever done.  She didn't squirm, fight them, or wiggle - she just let them strap her in and drive her to Primary's.  

We spent 3 hours at the hospital and they observed her and, although she has a concussion, they feel that is the extent of her injuries.  We were discharged about 12:30 and have been spending the afternoon at home.  She is tired and just wants to watch shows but she did take a short nap.  She keeps complaining that her head hurts and saying "naughty cart" and "bad cart".  We are so grateful for the priesthood and it's power - the situation changed immediately after that small act of faith.  We are grateful for people that are able to remain calm and that Addison's grandma works at the U hospital and was waiting for us when we arrived.  Aunt Tasha came to visit and Addison was happy to boss her around from the moment she walked in the door.  We're grateful for all our family praying for us today - it made a huge difference!

We anticipate a few slower days and no more sitting in the back of the shopping cart!




5 comments:

Heidi said...

Holy cow! My heart was racing during this post! I am so glad she is okay, and so glad that you are okay, and so mad that that Sam's Club lady said that!

Evan and Holly said...

I hope they let you keep that super cute fleece blanket :)

kirsten.brooke said...

BAH! Such a scary scenario! Thank goodness for the priesthood...

Tiana Smith said...

Oh no! I'm so glad you're all okay. I think the lady at the grocery store is crazy1

TysonandMarthaGerber said...

I'm kinda upset at that sams lady - who says that?! So glad she is ok. My poor heart hurt more for you. Poor mommy