First Time for Everything

It is unusual for me to have a post without any pictures. Mommy says that's why we post -- for our family and friends who don't get to see me all of the time. But Mommy also uses this Blog to keep track of things that happen to me -- and when -- so she doesn't "have" to keep a baby book. Pretty smart, I think. Anyway, we have this post for today, August 19, because it is a momentous day. You see, I had my first ambulance ride this morning. (sigh) Yes, it's true. Mommy and I got up early today and were snuggling after her trip to Oklahoma City. [That trip deserves a blog of its own as Mommy didn't get to the hotel until after 2 a.m. on Monday night/Tuesday morning because she didn't have any pilots for her airplane, and other hilarious issues that American tried to suggest like there was "too much fuel" in the airplaine. Then, after finally getting there and collapsing exhausted in her hotel, the fire alarm in her hotel room (just hers, no one else's) went off -- TWICE -- while she was trying to sleep. (sigh, again) Good times.]

Back to this morning. So, after we snuggled for a while, we decided to go downstairs and play and for Mommy to let Maggie outside. She walked; I crawled backwards down the stairs, the way I always do. Mommy was at the back door with Mags when she heard a loud CRASH. Yep. That's me. Down the stairs, hit my noggin' and all. Mommy was unfazed (probably because I take a lot of spills and never make a peep). So she swooped me up and tried to calm me. I cried. Right away, which I now understand is a good thing. But I also tried to go to sleep and did a few times. Mommy kept waking me up which was irritating. After a quick call to Aunt Lisa, Mommy called the doctor and explained the situation. (This reminds me of one of my favorite books about monkeys, and beds, and bumping heads, and doctors....) Anyway, the doctor said, "You need to hang up and call 911 NOW." Great, thought Mommy. Perfect.

So, we did and the fire truck came while I was still trying to sleep and then the ambulance after that. Those very nice paramedics said, "off to the ER you go, Seth!" I went for a ride in the ambulance to the ER where we met Dr. Mark. (Unfortunately, I didn't really get to appreciate how absolutely cool this ride in the ambulance was because I was "out of it." Maybe someday when I'm not sick, I can ride in one again.) The people at the ER were nice and Dr. Mark was persistent about getting me to give him a high five. (I wouldn't). After some examination and a decision that we did NOT want to use sedation (again) and have a CT Scan, I got released. Praise God! Perhaps the quickest ER visit yet and we are big fans of Dr. Mark and his crew. (THANK YOU!)

Mommy says no more stairs-gymnastics for me for a while. She can't take any more craziness right now. :-) I was getting back to normal (whatever that is) when Mommy left for work. I'm sure I'm perfect by the time you're reading this. So that's what happened to me today! How about you??? Love ya'll! -- Seth