William has been acting like he just cannot burn his energy fast enough. He bounces around, and up, and down, and back and forth. For weeks I've been warning him not to get hurt, since we had a school spirit night on the calendar at the skating rink.
He did well, and it was the day of, when the school called. He'd fallen on some playground equipment, spent time in the office being monitored, and then was sent back to class. When I picked him up at the end of the day, he was my normal, bouncy boy.
At home, after homework, all 5 were wound up so tight in anticipation of skating. Then, the inevitable happened. He and Alice were roughhousing in the living room, and he hit his head again.
This time his body was not nearly as forgiving. He was acting tired, but roused himself to get in the car for the party, but when he threw up in the car, we knew it was time to take him in.
So, while Billy took the girls skating, William and I hung out in the waiting room. He was smiling not long after we arrived, ate most of the sandwich I'd brought for dinner (since we were supposed to eat pizza at the party) and had returned to his normal self.
After triage measured him, and updated his file, we were sent back to the waiting room. Not long after, they sent us back for his CT Scan. He did really well laying still, considering he was completely conscious.
We were sent back to the waiting area a third time, and when we were called back, we ended up in the exact same room as last year.
The doctor & nurses came through. Once the results of the scan came back, they indicated that it may be a mild concussion at most, but we were free to go. He needed to take it easy over the weekend, so he had an extra day off on Friday.
I'm so thankful that he was less severe than last year, but next autumn he might be wearing a helmet leading up to the first skate night.
later days
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