It is now the weekend following the “pool incident” Known to you as Thanksgiving weekend. For our family, that means that we spend Thanksgiving Day and the Friday afterwards in my (Pat’s) hometown of Onsted, MI. All of my cross country buddies get together and run a 5K followed by a football game. This year was no different, we all loaded up in the car and spend about 36 glorious hours of madness and mayhem at Grandma and Grandpa Mitchell’s house. Trust us, we could fill up 2 of these posts with just all the mad-capped hijinks that went on those 2 days (but those are for another time). Suffice to say, Mira was running around and having a grand old time.
Sunday of that weekend, after a long day of rough housing and playing tent in the living room. Remember, I’m still in slug mode. Just for those of you keeping track at home, rough housing usually consists of me throughing Mira up in the air and her landing on some mostly soft surface (like a couch or blanket). Tent is a bit more primitive. Mira grabs a big blanket and we lay it over the two of us and I lift one of my legs straight up to form the smallest tent in the world. Now, you’d think that Mira would want something a bit more grand. But no! She hates the real tent, she wants the leg tent.
At some point that evening, Mira banged her head just slightly in a cubby she hides in next to the fireplace (normally used to hold wood). She started whinning, so just jokingly I ran over to her and held her like a baby saying, “Oh, are you ok? Did you get a bump?” And I’m rubbing her head and stuff. Next thing you know I’m feeling this giant lump the size of a grapefruit cut in half. Or as Erika liked to call it, “A perfectly shaped b cup boob”
Whoa! I immediately called Erika into the room and after 2 frantic calls to the doctor, we were on our way to the local emergency room.
The emergency room visit took about 3 hours and resulted in Mira getting an x-ray. The pediatrician on staff that night said that she felt like “Mira might have a fracture but it didn’t really look like it.” Mira still had no symptoms of a normal closed head injury either. So, she sent us home and said they would call back if the radiologist found anything the following day.
We were back home around 11PM. Emotionally and physically exhausted. And more specifically, very concerned about the giant hump now resting on our daughter’s head.
Our best guess is that this had to have happened the previous Sunday and the hump had developed sometime over the next few days. The crazy thing is that Mira was in for a visit to our doctor the day after the pool incident and she didn’t even find it. Nevermind that Mira was in for something completely different, an ear infection.
We’re thinking that we spent days traveling with Mira; hanging out with a ton of people and never realizing she had that huge bump!
Just crazy man,
Pat