Take a Breath...

Today has been one of THOSE days! But I have to say for me, I did pretty well. I am a VERY high stress, over reactor person. I just am. It will probably never change. Today I literally kept telling myself to just breathe.

Let me begin my story:
Its around 9:00 and we are just starting to enter into Reading Workshop (and by the way, I prepared all day Sunday for our Spider unit and couldn't wait to get started today!!) and I get a message from the office. "Your husband is on Line 1...it sounds urgent!" Immediately my mind jumps to Brody...more on that later.
Instead I hear, "Nicole, I'm okay, I've been in an accident at work, I'm headed to MEA for stitches. I'm fine."
Okay...so I ask him if he's sure and he reassures me that its just a little cut. I head back to my class and my kids say my cell phone is ringing.
Well normally I don't answer it at work, but I was expecting a call from the daycare. It was not the daycare, but Ken again. "Nicole, I'm okay, I've been in an accident at work, I'm headed to MEA for stitches, I'm fine."
This continued for another 4 times to my cell phone and 3 times to the office. My principal comes down as I'm getting my purse and tells me she thinks I ought to go get him...ya think?
I meet him at MEA just in time for them to stitch him up and tell him he needs a CT at the ER.
The whole time Ken is just repeating everything he says. His memory basically reset every 3 minutes.
VERY WEIRD!!!
We went to the ER for a couple of hours. He has a concussion and has to stay home for a couple of days. Hopefully short term memory will return in the next 48 hours.

Oh, I forgot to tell you how all of this happened. We don't know all the details because of course he can't remember anything. But what we do know is that he fell off of a flatbed with a lift that was raised about 4 feet. We think he stepped back and there wasn't anymore truck. His feet came out from under him and he fell straight back onto concrete and slammed his head. We are lucky that this is all that it is.

Now, back to Brody. He's been pretty sick these last three weeks. We were supposed to go to State with Kim, Rob, and Bryce but Brody was sent home Friday throwing up. He threw up all weekend always preceded by a cough. He is very congested still from the bronchitis. My mother ended up taking him to the doctor for me since I was with Ken all day. Doc gave him another round of decongestant and antibiotics. Hopefully this will get it. He did sound a lot better tonight, so keep your fingers crossed.

Today was definitely one of those days I had to keep telling myself to breathe!!