The day of Samantha's Dr's appt was also another day that really will live in Infamy for me. I had not worked all day. Between Sam's appointment and Jason I wasn't getting anything done. The girls got home from school and they went into my room to watch TV. Jason was in there and I figured I was OK to get some work done.
I think I had sat down from about 15 minutes when Sam comes running into the front room with a phrase that I knew would come one day. (After all I know my boy). "MOM!! JASON FELL OUT OF THE WINDOW!!"
My bedroom is on the second floor of the house. I have caught him in this window a few times before and always thought "I need to fix that".
I ran down the stairs...out the door. and there was my baby on the ground, crying, in the garden. I carefully moved him away from the house. Knowing it was REALLY stupid to move him, but I had to get him out of there. (Mom brain). I sat trying to comfort him and than told Duncan to call his father. When he came back I had him grab the phone because he had hung up on his Dad when he said he was coming home. I told Sam to go get LaRee the next door neighbor who is a nurse. Sam And Duncan ran to get her and than I told Tori to get her brother a bottle.
He settled down very quickly after that. He even tried to get up and move around. LaRee came running and did what she could without anything to do it with. She was freaking out that he wanted to get up. But with Jason how do you hold him down. So we let him up to see if he limped or anything. NOPE! She had a hard time telling me to just take him to the hospital with out an ambulance but that's what I did. She watched my kids and once again I left them at home to go to the hospital. (Sidebar: Duncan had a scout campout that night.)
I called my Mom on the way to the hospital and complained the whole way. She said she would pick up the girls and LaRee, who's husband is in the scouts said that she would make sure Duncan got off to the campout.
By the time I got up to the hospital Jason was fine! I grabbed him out of the car. Took him to the ER and said, "My son here just fell out of my 2nd story window." The look on their faces was awesome. What psychotic mother carries their kid into the ER after and accident like that. The look on therir faces was even better when they watched me put him down because he wanted to see the fish tank. When I explained that he had Autism and that he couldn't talk they started understanding where I was coming from. I think they also understood where I was coming from when I yelled at Jason to not pull the fish tank over. This was about where Brett showed up. THANK GOODNESS!!
When we got back to our room, they said that Jason had a skull fracture. Boy did I feel like the Mom of the year! He must have hit the protruding bricks under the window with the back of his head on the fall.
He was so thrilled with it gone that he just wanted to get up and run around. It took another 45 minutes for them to release us but we got to go home and go to bed. What a loooong day!!!