Goose Egg

I was playing with Troy today, running around upstairs, and I stopped to grab something off the floor. I only took my eyes off of him for a second, and that’s when it happened. I don’t know exactly what happened, but I heard a very loud thud and then a scream. I quickly turned to see him laying on the floor next to the wall. I ran to him, grabbed him, and gave him a hug to comfort him. I quickly gave him the once over, looking for blood, while trying to calm him down. Nothing. Small sigh of relief. I then gently started running my hand over his head, and that’s when I touched it...the goose egg on the back of his head.

I took him downstairs, grabbed a bag of frozen vegetables out of the freezer, put “You’re Welcome” on from the movie Moana, and held the vegetables to his head. At first, he was fighting me, but soon I guess it must have felt better because he sat still and just let me hold him. Unfortunately, this all occurred moments before he was supposed to be eating lunch and going down for his nap. So all of that got delayed while I tried to stop the swelling and make sure he wasn’t concussed. And of course it happened while I was home alone with him.

Eventually, nature started to win out, and he was falling asleep in my arms. The vegetables had helped, and the swelling had gone down a little bit. So, I got him fed and in bed. Tuckered out from the ordeal, he went straight to sleep. Poor little guy.