last week mya decided it would be a good idea to jump on her bed... i could hear the mattress springs boinging in the bedroom to which i immediately throttled my voicebox in that general direction down the hallway.
"MYA, get off your bed, we don't jump on beds!"
THUNK
*screaming child* (not an awesome sound, especially when you have to rinse raw chicken off of your hands before you can see the damage.)
i ran into her room where she was still screaming... rubbed her head a little bit, and noticed blood on my hand. i dug around through her hair and sure enough, a gash... about the size of my pinky nail tip. small wound, still bled like crazy.
checked her eyeballs for a concussion, nada... we were good. bloody but good.
we managed to get through most of the week full of fun and joy...
jake's friend, ho'okele visits his father in CA every summer for the WHOLE summer. its a major bummer for all of us including ho'okeles' mother. its tradition to have a little get together before he heads out.
this year, we got a hold of some $10 tickets to wildwaves, so we decided to head out on a thursday. mya and jake both loved it, and have been asking to return to the watery village of fun everyday since we went. im sure we will be returning this summer if we can find those great tickets again. it was a little tough juggling two kiddos in a giant swimming pool area, but the kids did a great job of being cautious and listening to directions.
the weekend rolled around -- it was nice to see greg for 3 whole days. hes finally getting to a steady point with his current employees which allows for more time with us. thank god he was home this weekend.
sunday sunday sunday...
kids will be kids i suppose, and they generally learn the hard way. this last sunday jake and mya both had to learn the hard way in regards to rock throwing.
wait, its gets better -- or is it worse?
sunday was beautiful outside and the kids spent most of the day in the backyard. sun was shining, we had all the doors open to create a nice breeze through the house, temperature was not too hot no too cold... it was your typical lovely day.
...and then the screaming commenced from the backyard. that pain scream and then silence that follows when the person screaming cannot make any noise nor breathe in between screams.
i look out the back deck to see mya on all fours, bleeding profusely from the face. not a pretty sight. so i run out to see up close, there is too muc blood to assess any damage.
jake was 'throwing rocks at the tree' and hit mya SQUARE in the nose. she was bleeding heavily from the inside and the outside of her nose. greg had to come assist because i, the mom who is supposed to be prepared for anything and everything, almost passed out on the ground. jake was in tears, mom was nearly in tears, mya was still screaming -- thank goodness daddie was home to handle this one.
greg assessed a broken nose. so we called her doctor immediately to get the on call physician since it was sunday.
ultimately myas faced was iced, and we gave her some ibuprofen for the swelling. the doctors said that there was nothing they could do right this instant, at least until the swelling went down. we opted against a cat scan due to 1) ridiculous health insurance 2) knowing that there was nothing anyone could do at this point in time. if any 'readjusting' needs to be done, we will have to do it later in life - (EEK!). i will still take her in to have them document the injury in case mya needs rhinoplasty at age 10. :| - this is assuming her nose doesn't heal properly or causes breathing problems in her future.
it has been three days since the actual incident. myas nose is still puffy and badly bruised, her beautiful face is now adorned with two black eyes... but shes a trooper. i am still having to hold her down a bit and keep the kids from smacking into each other so often. mya is still a little nasal-y when speaking but air is passing through each nostril. there's still some scabbing on the the outside of the nose as well.
ive had enough injures for one week - im glad we all made it out alive.
its been real, its been fun -- but it hasn't been real fun.
next adventure -- camping for the 4th! no bears please.
