The worst night of my life (so far)...



Ella was 3 weeks old when she had her first visit to the hospital. I was getting her ready for her bath and undressing her on her changing table when a decorative piece above the mirror (over the changing table) fell right on her head. She immediately turned bright red and had the most painful look on her face. It hurt her so bad it took about 10 seconds to let out a scream. I started shaking and screaming for Chris histerically, and we immediately drove her to the hospital. I'm sure everyone there thought that someone had died, the way I was acting. I could not stop crying and couldn't even talk clear enough for them to understand me, good thing it only took Chris about a minute to park the car. She ended up having to have a cat scan, but everything turned out to be ok. Poor little girl, I didn't let go of her for the next 24 hours.

I'm sure more is yet to come....yuck!

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