I met Sarah & another lady at McDonalds to have lunch today. Sarah's little boy is in school but the other lady's children are younger so they were there with her. The boys were playing well with her kids & they were not being loud or getting in anyone's way so I wasn't focused on what they were doing & I was talking to the ladies. All of the kid were sitting up on the stools along the window & out of the corner of my eye, I see Xander turn in his seat and loose his balance.
It was like a slow motion replay. I whipped my head around & jumped out of my chair as he fell and I saw his little face connect with the floor. I picked him up before he even had a chance to register what had happened & blood started to pour out of his nose. I grabbed a bunch of napkins & he starts screaming trying to pull my hand away. I'm thinking, "Oh god! He broke his nose!!! Or his arm! He fell on his arm really hard! What if he's cracked his skull????"
I held him to me & we got him him calmed down enough to look at his nose. Aside from being bloody & swollen, it isn't misshapen or in the wrong spot. His pupils weren't dialated or blown & he didn't throw up. I think he took the impact on his hip and his poor little nose.
Once I was positive he was alright, I started to get light headed and nauseous. Sarah said my face was really pale & I felt like I was going to faint. I have never had a problem with blood. But I think the sight of so much blood on Xander, getting out of my seat so quickly, and the adrenaline rush made my blood pressure go crazy. I felt bad because Sarah had to hold him so that I could put my head between my knees so I wouldn't pass out.
And while we were fussing with Xander, poor Zach bends over to pick up his toy and cracks his head on the table. I can deal with that injury. There's no blood and I know Zach's head is way tougher than the table. I probably made a great impression on the other lady, who I was meeting for the first time. I don't pay attention to my kids, so one of them sustains an injury and then I act all retarded at the sight of blood. Bleh.
Xander apologized to me on the way home. He thought I was mad at him for getting hurt. I tried to explain to him that I wasn't mad, I was just really scared becasue I thought he had been badly hurt. Then he asked me in a tiny voice, "Can we watch Polar 'Fress (Polar Express) & have hot chocolate?" Yeah. Aside from the swollen nose & the black eyes he'll probably get, he's fine.