You know that number that we all had to practice dialing when we turned three years old? The one that was marked with nail polish on all of our phone pads? Well, I had to dial that number earlier today.
I left the boys (for 2 SECONDS) playing on our living room futon to run into the kitchen real quick. I had just gotten some eggs out of the fridge when I heard a very loud thud come from the other room. I didn't panic at first, because I just assumed that Carter was jumping off of the furniture again, but when I asked Carter what happened I heard Camden making a weird noise.
I ran into the other room to find Camden lying face down on the carpet making a horrible moaning sound. Normally when he gets hurt, he runs to me screaming and crying, but he just laid there moaning. I scooped him up and his neck was limp and his head was flopping around. Afraid his neck was broken, I immediately held him close to my chest and waited a few seconds. When I tried sitting him up again, his head fell forward. Terrified that his neck was broken for sure, I picked up the phone and dialed 911.
I was so petrified that my whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and I could barely talk to the dispatcher because the phone was vibrating against my ear so badly. All I could think about was my poor baby being paralyzed for the rest of his life because his Mommy left him on the couch for 2 seconds. I would never have been able to forgive myself. I was so terrified that all of our lives had been changed forever. I held Camden tightly against my body to immobilize his neck and after about 5 minutes or so the EMS workers arrived. By the time they were in the house to examine him, he had regained control of his neck.
It appears that he went into shock after the trauma from the fall, and was either about to pass out, or temporarily lost control of his muscles. We just don't know. Dan x-rayed his neck and it looked fine.
Writing about this is making me feel sick all over again. It was the absolute SCARIEST moment of my life. With a visit to the ER the other week, and now this, I can't help but feel that our "sick scares" are over for now. They better be!
We are so, so very grateful for Camden's quick recovery, and are so thankful to the LORD for keeping him safe.
Looking back, I am slightly emarrassed for "wasting" their time, but I am so glad that it was a waste. AND, as a Mommy, I was not going to take any chances.
4 comments:
OMG!! how scary!!! You don't think stuff will happen as you run to the other room for just a second. I am SO glad Camden is ok and you're ok.
Bonnie don't ever worry about how many times you call 911. As a 911 operator it makes me happy knowing that the Lord uses me to help people in situations just like this. I am praising God that Camden is alright. You're such a good mommy!!!
I am so glad that he is okay!
Oh My Goodness Bonnie! I was scared and tense just READING this! I've think you were totally completely justified in calling 911. I would have been freaking out, too!! I leave my kids in other rooms round the house all the time...like ALL.THE.TIME. At their ages, they are always all over the house while I'm sitting still. It could happen to anyone at anytime. And even if you had been right there, you probably wouldn't have been able to stop him from falling. You did a great job!
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