Super Sunday

So yesterday was quite the crazy day around here. Here's the rundown:

After church Trey and Toby were playing in the primary room while me and some others stacked chairs. Their favorite older friend came in and together they all started 'horsing around'. Trey ended up falling and hitting his head, hard enough that he began to cry. The older boy tried to help him up (he is a sweet boy and loves my kids) and either Trey wasn't ready to stand up or he went limp to get out of the boys' arms - the boy released him and Trey fell strait back and hit his head so hard that everyone heard. This time there was no crying. I ran to him and his eyes had rolled back and he was not responding. I began screaming for my friend who is a nurse and then for someone to get Lars. Trey was still not responding, then he began to gag/throw up, my friend knew to turn him to his side and then his eyes fluttered and she was able to tell me he was going to be okay. It took a sec for us to get him to tell us his name - he did and then he began to cry. Lars was there at this point and together we held him.

There were only a few people in the room with us, but each of those people were so appreciated. Two friends held and comforted Julia Karen and Toby, and another friend suggested a blessing right away. My other friend (nurse) knew what to do and that Trey needed to be checked out and told us exactly what to do next.

We spent the rest of the day at Pri-med and then on to the hospital - the Dr wanted a Cat Scan. Trey was a champ through it all, in my opinion he is the bravest 4 year old EVER! Everything came back fine but now I am a mess worried that he could fall again.

I am so neuraticaley worried that last night in the middle of the night I thought of a way to protect him (during the night is when I do my best thinking:)) - and here it is...

I was convinced that he was going to wear this helmet everywhere. I can't prevent a fall but I could at least protect his head right?!

Lars immediately told me I was ridiculous and that his son was not going to walk around with a helmet. Hey - he knew I was crazy when we got married - throw kids in the mix and watch out - I will do anything to protect these little guys.

Well needless to say the helmet thing did not last, so now I am just a broken record saying "Trey watch your head". Oh and by the way, Trey now thinks it's funny to come up to me and say 'Mom look at my eyes' and then he rolls them back. Not so funny - but just like his dad he thinks it is funny to mock my obsessive worries.

Another thing I want to remember about this experience: It turns out there was another boy in the back of the room that saw all of this. He is fifteen and I didn't know he was there. Today he and his younger brother showed up on our doorstep with balloons for Trey and Toby. He told me he was there and that he himself had fallen when he was younger and remembered how scared he was and what a long day of tests and Drs it was after his fall. He wanted to do something for Trey. He not only made Trey's day but he was an answer to my prayers. Throughout all of this I kept thinking: 'I know all kids fall, but why did Trey black out and will this keep happening to him?' Looking at this young man gave me confidence that Trey will be fine. Hopefully he will grow to have a heart like him as well.