Wednesday, January 16, 2008

The Phone Call.

Yesterday at 3:00 p.m. I received a phone call at work from Jan, Dawson's daycare supervisor.
Dawson had an accident in the gym. He had fallen and cracked his head pretty hard on the gym floor and he was pretty banged up.And there were lots and lots of tears. It wasn't serious but I should try and come and get him if I could. So I left immediately. When I got there, he was in the infant room and he wasn't crying but he was being changed. One teacher guarded him so he couldn't see me yet until he finished getting changed, for fear that he would have a breakdown so I told them I would go down to his classroom to get his things. When I returned Dawson was sobbing and sobbing and they said he had heard my voice. When I saw his little face my heart just broke! He had gym floor burns on his forehead, his nose was swollen and bleeding and his lip was swollen. He calmed down as soon as I took him. He was silent the whole car road home until I said Mommy take you home and we'll watch cars. Then the rest of the car ride he repeated over and over "watch cars" "watch cars" except it sounded like he was pinching his nose when he spoke because his nose was so swollen and he couldn't breathe from his nose. We got home and I tried to clean him up the best I could. We laid down and watched cars. Then daddy got home. He was as upset as I was. He asked what happened and all I can remember from the chaos was that Dawson was playing in the gym and he and two other toddlers were running around. The one little girl, Kelsey, fell and Dawson tripped over her.


Now that story might change. Like I said, it was real chaotic when she was telling me what happened. And I also remember her saying she didn't see it all. So now, daddy mommy, and Dawson all laid down and watched cars together. When it neared bedtime he got a bath, and he was laughing and playing with his bath toys. (how sad! a happy little gimp!) And we knew bedtime was going to be a real trial, because the kicker is, he's also sick! I had to stay home with him on Monday because he was miserable. He's been real clingy and whiny and now we were adding pain to that. Poor baby! Needless to say, he didn't sleep very well through the night. He kept waking up coughing and crying and Jason and I were up and down with him. At 4 a.m. this morning, he wouldn't quit crying so I went and got him and we had to force him to take some motrin. We put him in bed with us and by 5:30 he fell asleep. Just in time for my alarm to go off at 6:00 so I could hop in the shower to get ready for work. Jason is home with Dawson today. I just called home and Dawson is laying in our bed.... watching cars...

6 comments:

Miss Pink Ponsonby said...

If anybody asks, you can just say he was in a bar brawl.

Anonymous said...

Ah, poor little guy! He is certainly in our prayers.

Grammy G

~*Beautiful Briana*~ said...

awww....oh my goodness!!!! poor, poor dawson! Reading that just made me so sad, and those pictures....awwww....i feel so bad for him!

Aunt Diana said...

Boy, our hearts broke when we saw those sad sad pictures. Poor Dawson - we feel horrible. He's just too cute & sweet to go through this. We'll be praying that he feels better real soon and that he's able to get lots of good rest, esp. w/ having a lousy cold on top of it all. We'll be praying that you & Jason get some good rest too. Give Dawson a great big hug & kiss from Aunt Diana, Uncle Jeff and cousins Briana, Kelsey & Kirsten. Hang in there Dawson - we love you!

Angela said...

Awww...poor guy. When he's feeling better, and Addie is feeling better, let's have a play date!

Anonymous said...

Agh, seeing Dawson's pics brought tears! The joys of parenthood... My daughter Katie was about 2 when she took a spill and ended up looking much like Dawson--and just in time for Easter pictures too. She was sitting on a basketball on our driveway and bouncing on it (note: I don't recommend this). The ball gave way and she fell flat on her face onto the concrete before Mommy or Daddy could catch her. :-( Good thing kids are resilient and Dawson will bounce back! (pun intended) :-)
Holly