Yesterday morning, we went down to the church for a playgroup. Sarah was playing on the stage and she got too close to the edge and fell off. She got hurt pretty bad, and looked like she was having a seizure (we don't know for sure if she did or not). She calmed down a little after that, but all she would do is cry. After a half hour of me comforting her, trying to get her to talk to me, and trying to keep her awake, she threw up. I decided to take her to the doctor and dropped Rachel off at my friend's house. I called the doctor and they told me to take Sarah to the hospital. So, we go to the emergency room and Sarah falls asleep while they're working her up and asking me what happened. Her behaivor was odd enough that they thought she should have a CT scan in case of a skull fracture or bleeding on the brain. Sarah woke up as they were wheeling her down and then threw up again. My pooor little angel, I couldn't help think the worst and I was a mess thinking what I would ever do without her (or any of my kids). THANKFULLY the CT scan showed neither, and after she had taken nausea medication and slept another 30 minutes while we were waiting for the results of the CT scan, she was coming around and acting a little more like herself. They released us and when we pulled into our cul-de-sac the Missionaries were there waiting for us. They came to give her a blessing, and ever since they did, she's made a speedy recovery. I am so thankful for a loving Heavenly Father who comforted me and Sarah in the hospital, answered my pleadings that Sarah would be okay, and for the Missionaries who gave her a blessing and made her well.
