Scary week

Tuesday afternoon began a few of the scariest days ever.  Aidan had been playing in and out of his room all day, had just eaten lunch, and we were all just chilling out.  Jeremy had just gotten back from some job interviews and was sitting on the couch next to me when we heard Aidan start crying/screaming.  I got up and went in to check on him (he'd been watching television quietly) and he was on the floor with his television on top of him.  I pushed the tv off of him (it's a 19 inch old school tube tv) and tried to get him to talk to me.  He was bleeding and had a huge knot between his eyes on his forehead, and was screaming in pain but wouldn't respond to me or really even look at me.  He was completely limp and I couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.  I finally sat him up to clean the blood out of his mouth and he threw up.  At this point, we decided he had a concussion at the very least and he HAD to go to the hospital.

We loaded Aidan up in the car, and Jeremy drove - I had to hold Aidan up because he wouldn't hold up his head, was still very limp, although conscious.  He kept dozing and so we kept him awake because I wasn't sure if he was just sleepy or if he was passing out.  He repeatedly asked where we were while we were driving to the hospital.  When we got to the hospital, they were pretty quick about getting him back to a room, which was very good I believe.  They checked him out and were as concerned as we were I believe.  Aidan's body temperature was low (96.4 F) and he was vomiting and lethargic and most non-responsive.  They let him go ahead and go to sleep/pass out while they were doing their exam.  They took him back to get a CT scan done on his head to check for bleeding, swelling, or fractures and fortunately that came back clean.  Because he was still acting unresponsive and was continuing to vomit, the doctor consulted the Ped's doc who advised that Aidan spend the night for observation.

That night, Aidan continued to be unable to keep even liquids down and was fairly out of it - he didn't speak hardly, even to tell us something hurt.  Most of the time he just slept.   They put a heart monitor on him and checked his vitals every 2-4 hours just to be safe.  The next day around noon the pediatric doc came in and checked on Aidan, and because Aidan was still very out of it, not responding well to us talking to him and still unable to keep anything down, the doctor decided it was best for him to stay a second night.  By that evening, Aidan was acting a bit better.  Still tired and very quiet, but able to keep liquids down and actually responding to whatever we said to him or asked.

By the next day Aidan was doing so much better so the doc let us go home.  Just the process of packing up and driving home exhausted Aidan and when we got home we ALL went straight to bed and slept for a couple of hours.  Aidan actually ate some food at the hospital earlier that day and I think he also had a little bit of a pb&j sandwich before going to sleep that night.

Today, Aidan is mostly back to himself.  He has a nice shiner, and still tires easily, but he's up and moving around more and is much more talkative.  He even has his bratty attitude back for the most part!

I think we might buy a flat screen for him, even though the television that attacked him still works just fine.