Mummy's turn to fumble...BIG TIME!
This is really a biggie. It involves the A&E room in the children's hospital at the Meadows. A&E = Accident and Emergency. And that fully describes how serious it was for us.
Rachel fell down from the sofa/couch. It was totally my fault. I put her on the sofa for a nap, and was in the kitchen, trying to make stew pork:( Normally, her anklet will alert me, when she wakes up. But this time, she just fell off the couch:( She cried immediately (which was a relieve for me). And was still sobbing after I carried her, and tried to pacify her. With shaky hands, I called the medical center near our house. After asking questions on how Rachel fell, the doctor in charge advised me to just go to the A&E room at the hospital. By that time, Rachel was smiling, and crawling already, but I thought it necessary to have her checked out. So, I called BC and asked him to meet us at the hospital.
I did not even bother to bring Rachel's stroller with me. Instead, I carried her all the way to the nearby train station, to get a cab. The cab driver was really friendly, and he was trying to make me feel better by telling stories about how his kids and grandkids fell when they were wee ones. Rachel was already singing at that time, in the cab, so, I was seriously praying that she is ok.
Upon reaching the A&E room, I got Rachel registered, and then, we were ushered to the waiting room. After 10 minutes, a nice lady doctor took us to a nearby bed and checked Rachel's eye pupils, back of the head and her tummy. She asked to let R crawl a bit, and pronounced R fine, and ready to go home. Of course, the worry me started asking questions like, whether an x-ray is needed, whether she's really ok, what signs i need to look out for (although I have memorized these signs since Rachel started pulling herself up to stand)...etc.... I hope I did not insult the doctor by asking her these questions. She was nice enough to assure me that everything's ok. Oh my..... I think this has more effect on me rather than Rachel.
Rachel is now sleeping, and I am still shaking from the fright I got. I guess this will not be the end of it. I wonder how much more of these my heart can take.... It's a good thing BC is calm enough for all three of us......
So, for the next half a day, I have to make sure that Rachel acts normal, no bleeding or discharge from her nose or ears and no vomitting... scary scary scary..... This is certainly not Rachel's day. First, it was Daddy who clasped her belly with the high chair's seat belt, then it's mummy who let her fall off the couch...
To Rachel:
Rachel dear, so so so so sorry... Please do be fine... Mummy's not an innocent by-stander after all...
Rachel fell down from the sofa/couch. It was totally my fault. I put her on the sofa for a nap, and was in the kitchen, trying to make stew pork:( Normally, her anklet will alert me, when she wakes up. But this time, she just fell off the couch:( She cried immediately (which was a relieve for me). And was still sobbing after I carried her, and tried to pacify her. With shaky hands, I called the medical center near our house. After asking questions on how Rachel fell, the doctor in charge advised me to just go to the A&E room at the hospital. By that time, Rachel was smiling, and crawling already, but I thought it necessary to have her checked out. So, I called BC and asked him to meet us at the hospital.
I did not even bother to bring Rachel's stroller with me. Instead, I carried her all the way to the nearby train station, to get a cab. The cab driver was really friendly, and he was trying to make me feel better by telling stories about how his kids and grandkids fell when they were wee ones. Rachel was already singing at that time, in the cab, so, I was seriously praying that she is ok.
Upon reaching the A&E room, I got Rachel registered, and then, we were ushered to the waiting room. After 10 minutes, a nice lady doctor took us to a nearby bed and checked Rachel's eye pupils, back of the head and her tummy. She asked to let R crawl a bit, and pronounced R fine, and ready to go home. Of course, the worry me started asking questions like, whether an x-ray is needed, whether she's really ok, what signs i need to look out for (although I have memorized these signs since Rachel started pulling herself up to stand)...etc.... I hope I did not insult the doctor by asking her these questions. She was nice enough to assure me that everything's ok. Oh my..... I think this has more effect on me rather than Rachel.
Rachel is now sleeping, and I am still shaking from the fright I got. I guess this will not be the end of it. I wonder how much more of these my heart can take.... It's a good thing BC is calm enough for all three of us......
So, for the next half a day, I have to make sure that Rachel acts normal, no bleeding or discharge from her nose or ears and no vomitting... scary scary scary..... This is certainly not Rachel's day. First, it was Daddy who clasped her belly with the high chair's seat belt, then it's mummy who let her fall off the couch...
To Rachel:
Rachel dear, so so so so sorry... Please do be fine... Mummy's not an innocent by-stander after all...
posted by rach-mommy at 9:27 pm
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