Showing posts with label Mothering teens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mothering teens. Show all posts

Thursday, April 22, 2010

When two boys collide...


The phone call went something like this:

  • Teen2: "Clubs cancelled today"
  • Me: "Can you make the bus or should I come get you?"
  • Teen2: "Oh, I caught the bus, but can you pick me up at the bus stop?   I hit my head and think I have a concussion".
  • Me: "WHAT?!"
So I hang up the phone and drive to the bus stop thinking he probably does not have a concussion.  Probably, he hit his head and has a headache, maybe even a migraine (he gets them).   However, as soon as I saw him get off of the bus, I knew something more was wrong.   He was so white he was grey and he was staggering. When he got in the car, he was dazed and having trouble speaking.   After a quick stop at the house for ice (the eye was way more swollen than in this picture) and my knitting bag, I took him to the ER.   He was dazed, dizzy, sick to his stomach, seeing spots, easily confused, and in considerable pain.  The triage nurse saw him and ordered an immediate CAT scan (which came back fine, thank heavens).   He does, however, have a severe concussion.  We spent the next six hours in the ER while they tried to stabilize him.   It took three hits of Zofran to stop the stomach upset.   Then they were finally able to give him something for the pain.  Even that only took the edge off but at least he was able to sleep (we were able to let him sleep because the CAT scan was good).   Yesterday, he saw the eye doctor who confirmed that there was no permanent damage to the eye.   Today, he sees his doctor for a recheck.     He is doing much better now and will probably go back to school on Monday.  I am still having nightmares.

What, you may ask, happened to this poor child?   He was running for the bus and bumped into another boy who was doing the same.   Teen2 bounced and fell backwards hitting his head on the ground.   Not even "stupid kid tricks".   Neither of the boys did anything wrong.   Just a freaky accident.   Be still my heart.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

OMG....

Oh my gosh! I am the mom of a 17yo. I was thinking yesterday that I am now older than my mom was when I was a 17yo. Does that make me old? I don't feel that at all. Feeling young or old has never been an issue for me. Really I just feel like me. Wiser certainly, but not necessarily older. Rather than denying my birthdays, I revel in them. Who does not love getting presents?

Anyway, the teen's birthday was fun. His day started with breakfast in bed. There was no school but he had an all day musical rehearsal. By way of a birthday treat we stopped on the ways so that he could pick up his favorite sub (for lunch). We picked him up promptly and went to dinner at his restaurant of choice (Chili's). He seemed to like his presents (which included cash, his favorite). Tomorrow night we celebrate again, with extended family, here at Casa Serenity.

The Cinnamon Bay is done (except for the i-cord pull). Unfortunately, we are getting just a bit of that hurricane that pounded the panhandle. It is just too dreary (wet & cold) to take pictures on the beach. I am hoping that tomorrow or Saturday will be more beach worthy. In the mean time, I am going to go curl up with hot chocolate, a blanket and a good book.

(((Hugs)))