The title of this post was taken from the song Everybody Hurts by R.E.M.
Monday was a beautiful day here. It wasn't hot, but it wasn't too cold. The kids came home from school only to run back outside to ride their bikes and play on their scooters. My dad was here to fix my door, and all seemed okay. Well, it seemed okay until Tyler comes running up the driveway screaming "Sebastian is hurt. Sebastian is hurt." I ran down the driveway to see him sitting in the road screaming that his leg was hurting. A girl from down the street had apparently run him over on her bike as he was STANDING in the road. Tyler and Mason are crying by this point. A friend was there, and helped me walk him into the house. He sat on the couch and as I began to ask him questions I soon realized that something wasn't right. He couldn't tell me what day of the week it was, and he couldn't tell me what had happened outside. He didn't remember seeing my dad working on the door, and he didn't remember putting his bike away. The back of his head was red, and he was complaining of his ear hurting. Feeling like I should probably take him to the ER, I called Mandaly for her opinion. She was on her way back from Roanoke, but said I should take him. My dad kept the other two kids and off we went.
We got to the ER and waited about 45 minutes to see the doctor. He ordered a CT Scan. I tried to be positive as we waited for the results. Honestly I figured it might be a concussion, but I didn't want Sebastian to know I was worried. He was really tired, but they wouldn't let him sleep. The doctor finally comes back and says that it doesn't look good. He has a skull fracture and some bleeding in his brain. Then he said they would be transferring him out, to UVA. My heart sank and the tears came. I froze not knowing what to say or who to call first. Thank heavens my mom was there. The doctor came back about 15 minutes later, and says it will take the ambulance an hour to pick him up, and then there would be the two hour drive, so instead he would be flown out. The helicopter would be there soon and it would only be a 25 minute flight. More tears as I tried to process this. By this point my sister is with us, and has volunteered to drive me over. I kissed Sebastian, as they strapped him to the backboard and put the neck brace on. As we left and stopped for gas I heard the helicopter take off. Numb, that's all I felt.
A two hour drive. It actually went by pretty fast and before I knew it we were there and in the emergency room with him. They did another CT scan, and the result showed two skull fractures, and the blood on his brain. He also had blood in his middle ear, and that's why he had complained of his ear hurting. The bleeding had stopped, but he needed to stay for observations and more scans the next day. At 4:30 AM we finally moved to pediatric ICU, and he was able to sleep. I slept for about an hour. The next day we were moved to a regular room. All scans showed that everything looked the same, so we were allowed to come home on Wednesday. What a long few days.
He has been sleeping a lot, and hasn't had much of an appetite. There has been such an outpouring of love from everyone at church, school, his soccer team, people on FB. I really appreciate everyone. Scott and Marie were able to come and visit and that lifted his spirits while he was there. I truly do appreciate all the text messages, the food that was brought over, and the cards that were sent. I know that in times of need I have people we can count on. I also had a good friend John, who kept me company through text message. As annoying as I'm sure that must have gotten for him :).
So, that is where my week stands. I am going back to work tomorrow, but Sebastian is out of school until the 21. We go back on the 22 for more scans. I'm not sure the reason behind everything that we seem to be going through lately, but I'm trying to put on a brave face and move on. I realize that this isn't very eloquent, but it's an update for those of you who read this and care.