January 11th started out like a normal Monday. I ran errands while Jaina was at school and was feeling very accomplished. Until I got out to my car and my phone started going crazy with texts from Pat. It made me nervous because it seemed really urgent. So I called him and he told me that the school called and said that Jaina fell and hit her head and needed stitches. Apparently where I was shopping was a dead spot for my phone, because the school called me but couldn't get to me, so they called Pat. He was in frantic mode trying to get a hold of me. So on my way home from errands, I called the school to tell them that I was on my way, but that I needed to take my milk home first. They said that was fine because the bleeding had stopped, but to come as soon as I could. After taking my groceries home, I ran over to the school. I couldn't get a straight answer as to what happened, but she was holding a paper towel to her head. When I pulled it away, my stomach flipped and made me even more worried/panicked. I didn't know what to do. Luckily one of my neighbors was at the school and offered to help me, which was great because I had Leisy Greer today too. Tawni followed me to the clinic and sat in the waiting room with Melody and Leisy while I was in with Jaina. She was really nervous, but luckily her Baby Minnie was in the car and it helped calm her. She did a lot better than I thought she would, but it was probably because she couldn't see what was happening. After it was all said and done, we went to McDonald's for lunch and Jaina acted like nothing had even happened. It's been a month now and I still can't believe that it happened.
WARNING: GRAPHIC PICTURE AHEAD
That night Mara was nice and read her a few books.
And she even got books read to her by dad.
Later that week, at SEP's I was able to see where she had her
accident. She was playing in the kitched area of her classroom,
dropped something, picked it up, then dropped it again.When she went
to pick it up again, she went really fast and hit her head on the play fridge.
The following Monday was a holiday, which means no school, and that
is when we went to get the stitches out. It had been a full week.
Here's how it scabbed over while she had the steri strips on her head.
It took about 10 minutes of talking, asking and convincing to get her
to lay down for the doctor to take them out. She was really nervous,
but we finally had to force her down and held onto her so he could do it.
This picture is from later that day. She's going to have a
pretty big scar,
which makes me so sad, but it will just add to her spunky personality.
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