Yesterday, I got a frantic call from the admin staff at my daughter’s school. She’d been brought into the office (half supported, half carried is more like it) after falling and sustaining a head injury. The secretary asked me whether I wanted to come pick her up immediately and take her to hospital, or whether I wanted them to call her an ambulance and meet her at the emergency room.
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As the story goes, she was on her lunch break, walking along the sidewalk with a friend, minding her own business. They were on their way back to school from the park. Her friend was walking a step ahead of her, and when she heard a thud, she looked back to see Gwen Junior laying on her back on the sidewalk, coming to! She didn’t see it happen, and my daughter doesn’t remember falling. She cracked her head and hurt her neck in the fall, and was dizzy and nauseated afterwards (and all day afterwards, really).
So I took her to the emergency room at Sunnybrook Health Sciences Centre, arguably the best hospital in Toronto and conveniently located near my daughter’s school.
We were there a total of seven and a half hours, and despite the long wait, they were pretty fantastic. The hospital is new, modern, clean and aesthetically pleasing. There were HDTV’s in the waiting rooms (so we got to watch the Italy – Paraguay World Cup soccer game while we waited) and the staff were just super.
Gwen Junior had bloodwork done, along with an x-ray, an electrocardiogram AND a catscan. Cause for fainting spell: unknown. Head injury diagnosis: moderate concussion. Course of treatment: Advil, Gravol and TLC. Off we went home, with instructions to follow up with our family doctor in a week.
Today, I’m home from work and Gwen Junior is home from school. Her head and neck are still killing her, so lots of rest and fluids are in store for her.
While we were waiting yesterday, we entertained ourselves by live Tweeting the experience. I took several photos of her with my cameraphone (she especially liked her candy-raver purple and yelloe neck brace):
She told me she was having fun Tweeting and Facebooking the event (because she’s a narcissistic little teenage brat haha) but that the photos were maybe overkill a bit – she said, and I quote, “Mama, it’s like you’re Shannon Price and I’m Gary Coleman” to which I replied, with tongue shoved firmly in cheek, “Yeah, except my teeth are good, you’re not dead and neither of us have been on Divorce Court”.
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