Wuwu’s now smiling but a few nights back, he was telling the nurse, “Don’t touch me! Stop touching me!”
You might be wondering how this happens to all parents no matter how vigilant we think we already are, let’s actually do more.
Raxu hit his head while playing tag with Chebby. He was running too fast, and accidentally tripped off some gym equipment that resulted to impacting his head on the mats or somewhere, which we aren’t really particularly sure of yet.
Anyone who knows Jadon and me are pretty well aware that we are so hands-on with our kids, considering that we do not have the luxury to pay a yaya; so this pretty sure happened even under our watch.
Nevertheless, we checked his head for goose eggbump or what, referred to as bukol in the vernacular, but there weren’t signs of it. Wuwu wasn’t in his usual behavior after that. He even shrugged off his favorite game ‘Roblox’ in our attempt to calm him down. He just kept on whining and whining while rubbing the right side of his head.
And for the first time, he threw a fit! And if you knew Wuwu, you know he would never do that. He’s the kind of kid who lives the mantra, “One word is enough for a wise man”; a wise boy in his case. He is a very obedient boy.
But that day, he was impatient to go home. So we did, showered him, and put him to sleep. Then he puked… twice.
Vomitting after a serious fall is one of the danger signs of possible head injury.
We didn’t wait for another one, and without hesitation decided to take Wuwu to the ER.
We had learned our lesson three years ago when Wuwu was rushed to the ER for what would’ve been a near-death experience out of complacency and financial worries. The doctor had told us then we were lucky to live three minutes away from the hospital otherwise, we would’ve faced an unlikely event.
Since then, we had promised to be prompt on emergencies like this, no matter our financial status.
There are hundreds of ways to look for money, but we can never replace a life.
When we reached the hospital this time, Wuwu was groaning in pain, and could barely open his eyes. He was restless and irritated with the bright lights.
While he was trying to get some sleep, we searched the whole night for possibilities, and looking at it, he was most likely going through a concussion. All his visible symptoms manifested right on point.
He was groaning the whole night, pointing at his head which must have been throbbing with pain.
We prayed all night for our loving Heavenly Father’s grace, accompanied with his Papa Jadon’s blessing to keep him sane.
The following day, our Heavenly Father’s mercy and grace greeted us, as Wuwu woke up looking refreshed, and acted like he was feeling a lot better.
Before getting up from bed, Wuwu offered to say our family prayer instead — which I normally do: “Our Heavenly Father, I thank thee for healing my headache right away. Please bless my family and friends, in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.”
Then he asked, “When can I go home, and get out of this miserable place?”
That brought me back to 2019 when Wuwu first got admitted in the hospital. We had prayed all night on our knees, begging for mercy. The following day, instead of proceeding to the ICU, the pediatrician gave clearance to discharge Wuwu, and send him home.
Miracles are alive! We just got to believe in them. As a family, we’ve experienced these miracles from God countless of times.
And each time, we commit ourselves that whatever happens, we will stay together as a family, whenever, and wherever.
By the afternoon, Tito Dr. Bollos gave us clearance to go home, and ruled out Wuwu’s predicament as a minor concussion. Doctor said there wasn’t a need for CT scan, based on the laboratory results and physical check-up.
So it’s a yay for Wuwu! So we could go home, and get out of the “miserable place”.
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We can always do more as parents
Wuwu’s now smiling but a few nights back, he was telling the nurse, “Don’t touch me! Stop touching me!”
You might be wondering how this happens to all parents no matter how vigilant we think we already are, let’s actually do more.
Raxu hit his head while playing tag with Chebby. He was running too fast, and accidentally tripped off some gym equipment that resulted to impacting his head on the mats or somewhere, which we aren’t really particularly sure of yet.
Anyone who knows Jadon and me are pretty well aware that we are so hands-on with our kids, considering that we do not have the luxury to pay a yaya; so this pretty sure happened even under our watch.
Nevertheless, we checked his head for goose eggbump or what, referred to as bukol in the vernacular, but there weren’t signs of it. Wuwu wasn’t in his usual behavior after that. He even shrugged off his favorite game ‘Roblox’ in our attempt to calm him down. He just kept on whining and whining while rubbing the right side of his head.
And for the first time, he threw a fit! And if you knew Wuwu, you know he would never do that. He’s the kind of kid who lives the mantra, “One word is enough for a wise man”; a wise boy in his case. He is a very obedient boy.
But that day, he was impatient to go home. So we did, showered him, and put him to sleep. Then he puked… twice.
Vomitting after a serious fall is one of the danger signs of possible head injury.
We didn’t wait for another one, and without hesitation decided to take Wuwu to the ER.
We had learned our lesson three years ago when Wuwu was rushed to the ER for what would’ve been a near-death experience out of complacency and financial worries. The doctor had told us then we were lucky to live three minutes away from the hospital otherwise, we would’ve faced an unlikely event.
Since then, we had promised to be prompt on emergencies like this, no matter our financial status.
There are hundreds of ways to look for money, but we can never replace a life.
When we reached the hospital this time, Wuwu was groaning in pain, and could barely open his eyes. He was restless and irritated with the bright lights.
While he was trying to get some sleep, we searched the whole night for possibilities, and looking at it, he was most likely going through a concussion. All his visible symptoms manifested right on point.
He was groaning the whole night, pointing at his head which must have been throbbing with pain.
We prayed all night for our loving Heavenly Father’s grace, accompanied with his Papa Jadon’s blessing to keep him sane.
The following day, our Heavenly Father’s mercy and grace greeted us, as Wuwu woke up looking refreshed, and acted like he was feeling a lot better.
Before getting up from bed, Wuwu offered to say our family prayer instead — which I normally do: “Our Heavenly Father, I thank thee for healing my headache right away. Please bless my family and friends, in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.”
Then he asked, “When can I go home, and get out of this miserable place?”
That brought me back to 2019 when Wuwu first got admitted in the hospital. We had prayed all night on our knees, begging for mercy. The following day, instead of proceeding to the ICU, the pediatrician gave clearance to discharge Wuwu, and send him home.
Miracles are alive! We just got to believe in them. As a family, we’ve experienced these miracles from God countless of times.
And each time, we commit ourselves that whatever happens, we will stay together as a family, whenever, and wherever.
By the afternoon, Tito Dr. Bollos gave us clearance to go home, and ruled out Wuwu’s predicament as a minor concussion. Doctor said there wasn’t a need for CT scan, based on the laboratory results and physical check-up.
So it’s a yay for Wuwu! So we could go home, and get out of the “miserable place”.
