On Thanksgiving I was happily working away in the kitchen making buttermilk rolls and apple pies for our feast when my husband helped my son Connor in looking like he came off the set of some kind of horror movie looking all bloody and dazed.
He was totally "out" of it. As I turned around to get some ice for his poor beat up face, his eyes rolled back in his head and he started to have a small seizure, and passed out. He came to, but was not talking and responding. It was AWFUL!
My husband and I were so scared! I started to call 911 but Brad and TJ were getting him into the car and racing tot he hospital before I could even get out our address.
I found out later that someone in our neighborhood found him unconscious in the middle of the road. He had been on his longboard going down a big hill. They were about to call 911 when he came to. They said he got up, grabbed his skateboard, saying he was fine and would just walk home. Thankfully this good Samaritan insisted on driving him home and told us later that Connor was worried about getting blood on his car and kept saying thank you! Connor has no memory of this at all.
After they left I immediately went in my room and knelt in prayer asking Heavenly Father to help my son and then I called my Mom who contacted our family requesting prayers.
It means so much to me to know that I have family and friends who love me and my children and will exercise their faith on our behalf. We have a might army of "prayer warriors" (as they say here in the South) and I am SO grateful!!
He spent a few hours getting Xrays and CT scans at the hospital.
Brad said he was confused and not able to answer questions right. Although the one question he did answer correctly was who the current president is--he said "Unfortunately, Obama" We were big Mitt Romney supporters:) He did ask Brad for a blessing and our Bishop and good friend came and helped Brad fulfill that request. There was a big improvement in his behavior after that.
They found a brain bleed and decided that he should be transferred to a bigger hospital downtown that has trauma unit and neurologist there.
The brain bleed even though small was a worry and they take that very seriously, especially since he had experienced some small seizures and loss of consciousness.
Thankfully, there were no broken bones (just lots of road rash)!
My boys were all so worried and honestly I hope this experience helps remind them to NEVER skateboard without their helmets! They all had tears in their eyes--especially Bridger. I am sure this brought back lots of scary memories for him of being in the ICU a couple of years ago.
Connor and I spent the night in the hospital and when they ran another CTscan the brain bleed was gone!! I know it was a HUGE blessing!
We were able to go home the next day with anti seizure and severe headache medication and the orders to take it easy!
I can't tell you how thankful we are!! I know it could have been a lot worse!!
He has been in a lot of pain, dizzy and tired but he will heal completely.
Thank you so much for all the thoughts, faith and prayers for our boy!
We have the best friends and family ever!
He has been showered with love and concern.
Some of our friends brought him over cookies looking like this:
Good thing Connor has such a great sense of humor!
We spent the rest of the Thanksgiving weekend together at home.
One night we made Connor a bed on the couch and watched a Christmas movie together. My heart was full to the brim! I sure love this wild and crazy band of boys I have. Nothing brings me more happiness or is more important to me than my family. I love them so much.
Hopefully next year Thanksgiving will be far less eventful!