Mav's shiner

There's nothing like the alarming sound of  a body hitting concrete or cement floor.... 

The kitchen was buzzing with culinary fast work.  The hottest fiery sizzle was my first attempt at the Hong Kong style lechon.  Not quite the same or as good as the ultimate Filipino version.  However, I didn't have all the means to create the outdoor extravagance in it's originality.  Still tastey.

Suddenly there was that nerve wrecking thump.  I turned to see Mav sitting next to the couch, legs folded back, and on the floor.  As the sound of my every heartbeat increased in volume, and nerves rattling, I quickly made my way to him.  With the swift pick up of his soon-to-be four year old body I cradled him and asked him where it hurt.  The pain was too much for him to talk.  All he could do was cry  as his brain seemed to be clogged in sudden sensory over load....what a painful ordeal that must have been.  With a quick scan of his face and the rest of his body I concentrated my eyes on his forehead.  "Grab me a wet cloth!" I calmly demanded in desperation.  "Get me some ice....quick!  His forehead is 'rising'..."

Sitting on the edge of my bed, and cradling Mav, I layed an ice cube on the quickly rising shiner...taking it off every two seconds and back on another three seconds so as not to add brain freezing sensation to his head trauma.  God only knows how that must've felt for him from within his skull.  The kids, as worried as they were, really needed to get out of the room so he could have space to breath and regather his bearings.  he certainly didn't need Tyler's, "Oh my gosh....it's getting huge so fast".  So, out they went as I calmy/firmly instructed.

Mike handed me a small sandwich bag of two ice cubes and water (to help evenly disperse the shiner preventative cold on his forehead).  After 20 minutes of ice/water therapy, horizontal chillaxing and gentle strokes of love from this momentarily nerve frazzled mama, Mav fell asleep.  I let him sleep on my bed for several more hours.  No need to worry too much more as he had displayed all necessary signs of consciousness and promising recovery prior to falling asleep.  None-the-less, not an experience any parent delights in.