It’s amazing to me that a baby who is unable to move on her own has already suffered an injury that required a trip to the ER. Or maybe it shouldn’t be, since that baby has a very rambunctious (and ornery) big brother.
On Monday evening, Avery was sleeping in her swing. Which is pretty common for her. During the day that is where Avery spends a lot of her time. Since she has reflux, I’ve been sitting her in her swing to sleep so she can be upright a little and so I can spend time with Blue. She’d been a little crabby that day, so she was swaddled in her blanket to sleep. For the most part, Blue ignores Avery, usually only paying attention to her when she’s crying or I’m trying to take care of her. And lately, he’d been being a lot nicer to her, giving her kisses and gently touching her.
I guess we got a little too comfortable and relaxed our vigilance a little too much.
That evening Blue pulled Avery out of her swing and onto the floor. Neither HandyMan nor I saw it (he was in the bathroom and I was in the kitchen), but based on the way Avery was in the swing and the mass of her head compared to the rest of her body, we’re pretty sure her head hit the floor first. When HandyMan and I arrived in the living room, Blue was standing over her with a look of “Oh Crap!” on his face. He KNEW he had done something he shouldn’t have done.
Because she’s so little and was premature, I decided to call the doctor. Avery was acting normal, other than the screaming she did after the fall, which is understandable! Surprisingly (to us) the doctor recommended that we take Avery to the ER to be examined, just to be safe.
We rushed Avery to the ER and the ER pushed us to the front of the line. Evidently they don’t mess around with potential head injuries to 8 week old babies who were born 5 weeks early! After a very short wait, the doctor examined Avery and ordered a CAT scan. They strapped her down to the table and quickly scanned her head. Thankfully they let me stay in the room with her and comfort her while she cried during the scan.
Then we waited. Evidently the radiologist was backed up. And then he couldn’t tell exactly what he was looking at on her scans. There was a shadow that showed up. It could have been bleeding on her brain or it could have just been normal for her head shape & development. The doctor couldn’t tell.
So they admitted Avery, again, to the hospital for observation overnight. I stayed with her, “sleeping” in a hugely uncomfortable recliner while HandyMan went home to rescue the wonderful women from our church who had come to stay with Blue.
They rescanned Avery’s head on Tuesday morning and thankfully everything looked fine. There were no signs of any bleeding on her brain and they sent us home. After our NICU experience, there was a little bit of anxiety about being back in that hospital!
Avery is doing well and we are going to work harder at teaching Blue to be gentle with his sister. We are also working harder to keep Blue from being alone with Avery, even for a few seconds, because that’s all the time he had on Monday and look what happened.
Now, for the rest of her life Avery has something to tease her brother about…”Remember that time you dropped me on my head?!”