Yeah.
This happened when we were waiting at PreK for her teacher. One minute she was racing around playing (you guessed it) Rapunzel, the next she went face first onto the concrete.
Natalie is my accident prone child. She’s been in the ER three times. First, for a cyst on her leg. Then, for a cut on her side that needed that special glue to close. Finally, a hole in her head.
Now this.
On the plus, at least there wasn’t a hole.
On the negative…what if she got a concussion? I wondered if I should take her to an ER to get it checked out.
“Mommy. I want to run,” Natalie sniffled.
Uh? What?
That’s when I figured she’d be okay. Still, she got an ice pack from the nurse and her teachers assured me they’d call if she was acting funny.
When I picked her up, the teacher said she was fine, she behaved normally in school. No issues. But I was still worried about a concussion. I’ve seen Grey’s Anatomy, head injuries can suddenly act up at ANY TIME! On the drive home I kept asking Natalie how she was feeling.
“Fine. Ugh!” she huffed.
Then she started to meow. For no reason. I immediately panicked. CONCUSSION! This wasn’t normal!
“Darling?” I asked nervously. “Why are you meowing? Is your vision okay? CAN YOU SEE ME?”
“MEEEOOWW,” Natalie answered.
Oh my God. Something was wrong. Her speech was gone. She’d have to have an operation and—
“I’m being a CAT, Mommy,” Natalie said as though I were a moron.
Of course.
Still..
“How old are you?” I pressed.
“Five!”
“What’s your favorite color?”
“Purple today. Green yesterday.”
As soon as we got home I was like, “Put your backpack by that wall, put your shoes over there, and touch your nose.” Just to make sure she could still follow basic instructions.
“You’re weird,” Natalie muttered, but did as I asked.
I knelt down to her level to make sure her pupils looked normal.
“Is everything okay?” I wondered.
“Yes!” Natalie promised.
She played like she usually did. She went to ballet and did fine. Then we came home and she suddenly started crying.
SOMETHING WAS WRONG!
“Is it your head? What’s the matter? CAN YOU SEE ME?” I asked, rushing over to Natalie. I was prepared to scoop her up and race her to the ER.
Natalie hung her head. “Rapunzel would have never done this.” She pointed to her head.
I was speechless for a few seconds. “Well, I mean, I’m sure she went through her own injuries,” I explained.
“I want Rapunzel to like me,” Natalie sniffled. We’re going to Disney next year. She’s been obsessed with meeting Rapunzel ever since she found out.
“She’ll love you,” I assured her. “You’re a great kid who just happens to get hurt a lot. But that’s okay. It means you’re adventurous. Rapunzel loves that.”
Natalie sighed. “I hope so.”
So thankfully, her head was okay. But really, this kid seems to get hurt every week!
Do you have an accident prone child?
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