This was going to be Jillian's 13th birthday post, but alas....her brother upstaged her.
While waiting for the kids to come out of school this afternoon, Jake tripped and fell, slamming his face on the running board of the van (the side door was open).
He screamed and blood went everywhere.
It was the first time I have ever seen blood spurting each time a heart would beat. A little fountain of blood would go up from a cut under his nose. He had blood spatters all over his face.
But I did want to be a nurse.
I'm thinking I should get an honorary degree.
His teachers wanted me to take him to ER to make sure he didn't have a concussion, so two of them volunteered to take our other kids home while Jillian and I went to the hospital.
Jillian was a very sweet nurse all the way there and held the cold compress on Jake's owie.
Once there, they put him in a neck brace as a precaution since the head will always snap backwards when you hit the front of it.
He was in the brace for about half an hour but was a pretty good sport about it.
He told us he thought it was fun riding through the hospital halls on the bed with wheels.
They checked him all out and said he was okay and that he was 'very lucky.'
We know it was God who protected him.
He's taking that neck brace to show-n-tell tomorrow. Oh yeah, baby.
This was how it looked AFTER we got home. It looked way worse than this when we headed to the hospital. Poor little guy!