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Lesson Learned

Have you ever been in a grocery or Target type store with all your kiddos and had a lovely employee tell your children to "please sit down in the cart!"? Well I have...several times. Each time I politely smile and say sorry, but all the while my brain is filled with smart aleck comments like "hey, last time I checked, I was their mother," or, "lady it's either standing up in the cart or pulling product off your shelves-you choose!"

I have been sufficiently humbled. This morning, like all mornings, I put Eliza in her high chair to get her out of my hair for a moment so that I could make breakfast. She immediately climbed out and was about to stand on the table when she lost her balance and fell to the floor. I raced over to pick her up and noticed that while she was trying to scream nothing was coming out of her mouth. I picked her up and she started seizing, her eyes rolled back into her head and then she went limp.

No words can describe the thoughts that were racing through my head. I honestly thought she was dead or was dying. I screamed at the top of my lungs for Dave (he was home---thank the heavens,) picked up the phone and called 911. Dave grabbed Liza and tried to get her to start breathing while I was hysterically screaming to the 911operator to hurry hurry hurry. The paramedics arrived, strapped her to a backboard and left with Dave to the hospital. She got to the ER, had CAT scans and everything checked out just fine. She is now 100%...no problems whatsoever. In fact, the first thing she did when she got home was climb up on the table!

Needless to say, we are humbled and ever so grateful that she is healthy. It is amazing how life can change courses within a matter of seconds. I hope that I never forget the feeling of holding my lifeless daughter in my arms...it needs to be a reminder that there are mechanisms out there to keep my children safe and I need to use them. So, next time I am in WalMart and the lovely employee asks my children to sit down, I will smile at her and say thank you.

WE LOVE YOU ELIZA!
(this pic was taken while she was in the hospital asleep on the bed...NOT AT HOME!)

Comments

The Dillon 6 said…
oh bianca! HOW AWFUL!!! I am so glad that Dave was there for you! I would have completely freaked out. I'm also very happy that your cute girl is OK -- and back at the climbing. :)
Laura said…
Oh my dear... I can't even imagine what you must've been thinking. I'm so glad that everything turned out to be ok and that she's back to normal.
Liz said…
I count my lucky stars she is OK. I know the feeling. I once had a baby just about Eliza's age fall 9 feet onto a hardwood floor and land on his head. We spent a few days in the hospital with a fractured head and a hematoma. I almost never forgave myself for being on the phone in the other room, not aware of what he was up to.
Today, he is mostly Ok. He occasionally has spells of tossing things for no reason, is prone to lighting things on fire and other mindless activities. He lost the part of the brain that allows him to think before he acts. I expect she will be missing something you won't see until she is a teenager.
Never-the-less we are so grateful!!!
Oh man! I am almost in tears for you. I'm so glad that she is OK it really makes me wonder what goes on when I'm not in the room watching my kids. I had a scare today when I heard a very large item falling down the stairs. Luckily, it was just Preston throwing a stool down to the basement. Can't wait to see you. Oh by the way, I tagged you.
Natallee said…
oh my gosh! This is sooooo scary! I am so glad she is ok- but this is truly terrifying! I am so sorry that you guys went through that, I can't even imagine!
We love you guys and we are sooooo glad she is alright.
Bennett Family said…
Oh Bianca, that picture is HEART WRENCHING! i'm so glad she is okay. thanks for sharing. its a great reminder to all of us.

xoxo
Michaelynn said…
Bianca! I know just how you feel. Last year at the park, Emma was standing behind Tyler while he was on the swing. He plowed right into her and knocked her down. She started crying with no sound and then her eyes rolled back into her head and she collapsed in my arms. I started screaming and another set of parents came over to help. I sat her up and she woke up and was just fine. The doctor said she most likely got the wind knocked out of her is all, but it was the most frightening moment of my life. Reading your post brought back all those feelings! I can't imagine what a mess you must have been while waiting for the paramedics and then watching them take your little one to the ER. What a NIGHTMARE!
Unknown said…
That is so scary!! It only takes emergencies like that to make you grateful. Christmas Day Chase was choking and we had to call the ambulance and it was such a humbling experience. I'm so glad that she is 100% okay. Which hospital did they take her to?
Marisa said…
That made me cry just reading it! I'm so glad she's okay, how scary!!!
Shellee said…
Bianca the is shellee stevenson younkin your old friend from the perkins school. I found your blog through Laura. I can't believe how beautiful and big your family is. I am glad everything is okay with Eliza. Deva(my almost 4 year old) was standing in a cart at joannes and did a full flip out of the cart(she was almost two at the time). I screamed and felt like the worst mom in the world. She ended up with only a stratch on her head. Your story reminded me of that. Check out my blog sometimes. I just had a little boy who's almost 4 weeks old. my blog is shelleesblog.blogspot.com. It was good to see you are well.
Maquel said…
I'm so glad she's okay! So was she just knocked out?
Wow - Bianca. I hadn't heard about this. How scary. I am so glad everything turned out fine.
She is such a doll.

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