Camryn's Concussion

**WARNING*** The pictures at the bottom of this post are NOT for the faint of heart. They might be disturbing, so just be warned.

Yesterday was the worst day of my life. It happened at about 11:30am. I was in the laundry room when I heard a huge bang downstairs and Camryn started screaming. I RAN downstairs to find Camryn lying by the wall, just behind our LoveSac Rocking chair. Apparantly she'd been launched off. I picked her up and felt around for a goose egg as she sobbed and sobbed. Suddenly, her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she was silent. I panicked. I put my hand behind her head which was starting to bleed like crazy, and ran upstairs. I was screaming at her to wake up and was banging on her back. I probably did everything wrong but I was out of my mind scared. I didn't know where my phone was and she was still unconscious, so I opened the front door with her in my arms and started screaming for help. After a few seconds of that, Camryn started to cry. I came back inside, (I guess none of my neighbors were home), and found my phone...in my pocket...and started calling people. First I called Nic to see if he was close by. I needed someone to be with Kendyl and Brooklyn so I could get Camryn to a hospital. He was in Salt Lake and he couldn't understand what I was saying through my sobbing and Camryn's sob/screams. I put him into a ROYAL panic sine he still didn't really know what was going on when I hung up. He drove 100 miles an hour to get here. I called a few neighbors and nobody was home. I finally called my mom and she said she'd be down FAST. I threw a bag of Swedish Fish on the floor, turned on the TV and left K and B. I got Camryn in the car with a rag around her head with a beanie to secure it. She was hysterical at this point. Mostly scared to go to Grandpa's office (where I was headed). She didn't want to be fixed. We both cried the whole way there. I wasn't much help to her, despite my fake attempts to be happy and get her thinking about other things. I called Nic on my way up there and was able to explain the situation better. He met me at my dad's office.

Once we were there, we waited for Dad to see his last patient for a minute, then he came in to operate. The cut was HUGE and deep to the bone. Camryn had to be put out with ketamine (kind of like anesthesia, but leaves you awake with the loss of your senses). I left the room for that part. The needle has to go into your muscle and Camryn did NOT like that. Grandpa felt horrible for having to do that to his granddaughter. Anyway, she was out of it within 5 seconds. Grandpa stitched her up as quickly as he could. He was able to do it without shaving any hair. He is so wonderful. We carried an unconscious daugher out to the car and drove home. She half way woke up on the way home. A couple minutes after getting home and sitting down, she threw up. My poor baby. Nic bathed her and put some new clothes on her while I changed and helped my mom clean it up. I spent the rest of the afternoon holding Camryn on the couch. Within an hour, she was herself again. Happy, giddy and playful. I'm pretty sure I ended up the most traumatized with the whole situation. I really need to work on my trauma skills. Staying calm is NOT part of my current plan.

Anyway, we are fine today. I've been extra grateful for my cute girls and won't let them out of my site. Camryn claims her head doesn't hurt at all. She won't let me take a picture of her stitched up head, but let me just say, it looks fabulous. We have had some bad luck in the last week as far as injuries go, but we couldn't feel more grateful and indebted to my dad. He's ALWAYS ready to help any of us if we have any problem at all. My mom is amazing too. She was here in a matter of minutes after I called. She took care of my girls, cleaned up the bloody war zone I left behind, and got the girls a movie and stuffed animals while she was picking up B from preschool. She NEVER fails me.