What do Mark's shoulders and our gravel driveway have in common?.....
Well... The complete answer is, "a trip to the emergency room". It is also the distance Ethan fell from and then landed head first into the ground. He is one very lucky little boy. Apart from a few grazes where the rocks cut into his skull, (and one very frazzled mother!) he came out of the whole experience rather unscathed.
We raced up to the ER, blood everywhere, after dropping the other kids off at our neighbours house, only to have to sit around for several hours so he could be observed. This observation time included Ethan wanting to climb, jump, race and generally play in the waiting room before a doctor was available to check him over. Clearly it looked like this boy didn't JUST have a head injury occur!
This little monkey didn't want to sit still... Lucky for us it wasn't an over-crowded, busy room, filled with sick and impatient people.
The consultant couldn't believe he fell from a six foot height only to have a few grazes and no damage to his neck or spinal cord! I can only say, that "drama" must be attracted to us! But we are very fortunate to have a little boy who only has a slight headache this morning, and not something entirely worse. We are blessed.