We had some unfortunate excitement this morning. L woke up from his morning nap and we were about to change and get ready for a walk down to the park, when L decided he didn't like how long I was taking to change him, and he decided to crawl/jump/lead head first off the bed landing squarely on his head. In less than a minute a bruise started to appear a little larger than a quarter. I called Pop Pop to come home from work to be on call in case we needed to go to urgent care/ER. I called Jim and explained what happened and we decided based on the size of the bruise, where it was located (near his temple), and how quickly the bruise came up, that we ought to go to an urgent care place to have him checked out. We opted against the ER since he seemed okay with his mood, other than needy and whiny understandable given how severe the tumble. It took over a half an hour for us to find a place who would look at L - we had trouble with people who wouldn't take infants, didn't want to take new patients, who were concerned with payment and out of towners, etc.
At the urgent care, they checked his eyes, made sure there was no blood in his ears, and palpated the bruise, as well as "checked the rest of his body" for other bruises that he might have suffered from the fall (code for making sure I wasn't abusing him -- which is fine with me; I was glad that the doctor was doing her job). He got a good bill of health, no motrin, ck for vomitting, uneven pupil dilation, etc.
We're trying to take a picture of the bruise to post up. He looks like such a thug bruiser now!
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