So my last post I talked about our mundane life...and well I guess I spoke too soon and it was our turn for a little excitement. Last week we had a mini Spring Break so the kids and I headed to Charlotte after a fun lake sleepover with Daddy. We had enjoyed our afternoon and were visiting with a sweet friend and her two little boys. Eli has just learned to ride a bike without training wheels so he and Sadie now have to share the bike at my parent's house. So big girl Sadie convinces us she can ride my old, adult size bike, and actually did really well on it. She would pedal without sitting on the seat, even showed us she knew how to use hand brakes. A little while later she came flying toward the back steps and ran into them, as the bike stopped she lurched forward. I witnessed that part and thought to myself "Wow she might have some whiplash from that" but immediately knew it was more serious than that - as she jumped off the bike the blood just poured out of her mouth and nose. I'm in the medical field and thought I was fairly calm but that much blood coming out of my daughter's face just about put me over the edge. Mom and I took Sadie and the baby and drove downtown to the pediatric ER (good call by a family friend!), they saw us quickly and were so great with her.
Sadie shed some tears, of course, but was really a trooper through it all. Here she is covering her eyes with the bright light so the doctors could examine her nose. The first two doctors told us they could handle it right there in the ER, but I didn't have a good feeling about it. Thankfully the attending came in and took it out of my hands by saying it was out of his scope and he was going to call the plastic surgeon. We had to wait a little while longer so Mama took the baby home and helped my Dad get everyone down, then came back to sit with me during the surgery. They gave Sadie some Versed when they thought they were going to stitch her up in the ER and it was pretty funny to see her loopy. She got a little confused when they started her IV - the sweet child life specialist tried to explain it like it was a "straw for her vein" ...so a little while later Sadie was trying to drink from her IV.
I was never so happy to see this little face as I was after surgery! I'm glad she didn't have to go through it awake but having to kiss your tearful child goodbye is stressful, too. She (and I) both calmed with a quick prayer and I was taken to a nice waiting room where Mom found me a few minutes later. The surgeon came in about 45 minutes later (also a face I was elated to see!) and said that the tissue was cut all the way to the nasal bone, but it should heal well. I thought she would never wake up in the recovery room, but a little ice cream later we were finally on our way back to my parent's house.
Thankfully the rest of our break was uneventful. Mom had planned a sweet Easter egg hunt the following day and Sadie seemed up for it so we didn't cancel. She was excited to see her friends, although a little self-conscious since her face was really starting to swell. She didn't want me taking pictures but I managed to snap this one while she was reading with my Dad. Steven got in that afternoon and we had a fun night out with my parents. We were supposed to go to a baseball game but it got rained out so we went bowling instead. Bowling with our crew is pretty funny - they roll it down about 2 miles an hour, you wait and wait for it to get to the pins, maybe 1 or 2 gets knocked down, and the kid cheers like they won the lottery. It's a sweet life.
I got a Build a Bear gift card at Christmas time at a work party and have been waiting for the right time to take one of the kids. Sadie is the one that would love it the most, anyways, so we decided this was her "I was brave" treat. I kept her out of school yesterday (and today) and let her pick out a bear and a couple outfits. Thankfully she was cool with stuff on "sale", that place is like another world and SO expensive!! Sparkley has joined our family now and will always remind us of Sadie's accident. This could all change tomorrow but I really feel like she grew up a little through this. I guess that's what life experiences, especially the painful ones, do for us. Steven's sweet Daddy drove down the morning after the accident to check on his grandbaby, and while he was there Sadie told him and my Dad that "if I had died that would be ok, because I know the Lord" That is the kind of thing that makes me lose it after the adrenaline dies down, however, the dam actually broke at church a couple days later when Sadie was standing on the pew between Mom and I, her sweet little face still so swollen and bruised, holding the hymn book and singing "Christ the Lord is risen today". A blessed Easter Sunday I will never forget - not just that my baby is going to be ok and that she is showing some sweet little signs of faith, but that the object of our faith is alive and "forever living to intercede for us". Hallelujah!
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