Little Man’s Trip to the ER

So a couple nights ago Seth was a little frustrated with the fact that we haven’t had a lot of “us” time lately. He said we really just needed an evening with just the 2 of us (which at this point almost always at this point includes our favorite Little Man, Nash.)
Last night we got our evening out together. Maybe not exactly the setting we were hoping for but we did spend 4 hours, just us and Nash. At The Phoenix Children's Hospital ER. So fun.
Nash took a little tumble off the girls’ bed. (Not the first time one of our children has fallen off the bed.) But it definitely was the first time that a child has been knocked out and quit breathing due to said fall! Scariest moment of my life. McKay came running into the kitchen holding a very limp non-responsive baby in her arms and my heart stopped. Poor little guy. We called 911, Seth gave him a blessing, he came to and started crying and of course when the wonderful firemen showed up he started smiling and waving at them.
Luckily we didn’t have to take an ambulance, they let us take him on our own but made us promise we would take him to the ER. A neighbor friend came to see if everything was ok and took the girls to her house.
Once we got there. Nash was pretty much back to his normal self. They did a ct scan just to be sure. He has a nice little concussion and we’ve been told to “not let him bonk his head for a few months”!! So wish us luck with that.
Poor little McKay is just beside herself with guilt. She had been playing on the bed with him when he fell and she was so worried he was “not going to make it.” I felt so bad for her. Gratefully Seth’s mom came down while we were at the hospital and loved and comforted them until we got home.
So our date was very exciting. Not exactly what we were wanting/needing but we are just so grateful that he is ok and back to himself this morning.
No more babies jumping on the bed!

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Seth's version of the story sent to his friend in an email (a little more detail for future reference and because I'm sure I will forget.):

That was one of the scariest moments of my life.  I felt completely helpless when he wasn't breathing.  I had quick flashbacks of our poor nephew passing away and I was terrified.  McKay was the one playing with him on the bed when he fell so she felt responsible.  She was running around completely freaking out.  She kept saying, "Is my little brother going to die?"  I gave him a quick blessing while Denise was on the phone with the fire department and I had the feeling that he was going to be okay when he grabbed my hands and tried to push them away (it's funny, I just remembered that).  After that he started screaming like a banchee so at least we knew he was breathing.  The fire department showed up super fast and by the time they got into the house he was sitting up and looking around.  He was not all the way back to his normal self, but he was moving around just fine.  We knew he'd be okay, but they said that we had to take him to the hospital to be sure.  In the ER we were pushed to the front of the line and got in to see a doctor really fast.  We were in the exam room when Nash was up against the glass making faces at the nurses as they walked by.  Four hours later we were leaving with a clean bill of health.