Today, while I was helping a friend paint her bedroom, I got a phone call from Ry. He was calling from the nurse's office at school... Any time a conversation starts with, "Mom, don't freak out..." you know it's not going to be good.He starts to tell me this story... "Mom, Derick and I hit heads when I tried to intercept the football, I didn't go unconscious and stop breathing or anything, but I did black out - can you bring me some Ibuprofen?" I start in with, are you okay?? " Yeah, my vision is blurry and everything has a green shade to it, but I'm fine!" he said. I asked him if his friends had to help him up and into the nurse's office and he said, "no, when I opened my eyes I had all this pain in my head, so I started rolling around on the ground, holding my head. Then I got embarrassed because I crying, so I got up and caught a few more passes but my head hurt too bad and I had to stop." So, after I told him to stay in the nurses office I headed over to the school.
When I got to the school he still had tears in his eyes and he was pale white. I think it scared him more than anything. He said didn't want to look like a wimp by going home early - but there was no way I was going to leave him there! Once I explained that he would be going to Burger Bar with me and my friends, Heather and Amy, he decided that it would be okay to go home after all, lol.
Tonight he has a bruise by the side of his right eye but is doing fine, however I still can't stop hugging him :)
