We spent 2 terrifying hours in the ER to have a doctor check out a major contusion Judah got from a horrible fall. He basically ran, nose-first, into the sharp edge of a bookcase that the spouse was constructing on the floor. His entire body weight and all his momentum fell squarely and solely on his poor little nose.
|We're going to tell people we enrolled him in the Toddler edition of UFC. You should see the other 2 year old!|
As the blood started pooling and the swelling began, we freaked out and hurriedly rushed to the nearest hospital, cursing every stoplight along the way. We tried putting ice on it right away but quickly gave up when Judah screamed bloody murder each time. So much for that.
The entire wait time, the spouse kept saying how Judah's nose was probably broken and there might be some painful 'resetting' needing to be done. Thanks for scaring the crap out of me honey. We braced ourselves for the worst.
In the end, the doctor sent us home with some neosporin and an icepack (which remains unused). Nothing serious, apparently, just a really badly bruised nose.
As the hours ticked by, I kept replaying the event in my head. Could we have prevented it? Was there anything we could've done? And honestly, my quick conclusion was and still is--no. There's just no way we could've anticipated or prevented this--short of putting him in a strait-jacket and/or human cage.
There's just a hundred and one ways a crazy active toddler can hurt himself and there's just no sane way to really protect him all that much. But that certainly didn't stop me from being a crazy vigilante after we came home.
Judah acted like nothing happened and even started skipping around the same fatal bookshelf. How does this guy not have a healthy fear of that evil object now?! He gallavanted about the house like he was invincible and I hovered around him closely, shouting constantly--don't run! be careful! don't touch that!
Sigh. I know this is all futile. He's a crazy active boy and one day (maybe more than once) he's going to break some major bone(s). So what's a mom to do?
I know the right answer is to let go and accept the inevitable. But seriously, I'm thinking...look into full-body armor for kids? Padded helmets maybe?