Our family has had our share of "fine line" moments as Nate and I call them. Moments that are so close to something horrible but instead we land just barely on the other side of things. Everyone has had them. The "I nearly", "she almost", or "we just barely" moments. We had one of our very worst moments of our life on Thursday.
The kids came home from school and as we pulled in the driveway Dylan and Aliya asked to play outside in the snow. They have done it a hundred times this winter, so we did not hesitate to say yes. They came in put their snow clothes on and the fun began. They were laughing and playing and everything was normal. They were right in front of the house. We had just talked to them. We were right there. But none of it mattered, we couldn't stop what happened next.
Aliya was suddenly on the ground. She was not moving, not talking, no response lying in the snow. She had tried to jump off a snowbank and instead went head first onto the ground. In a matter of seconds we were on the phone with 911 and waiting the longest wait of our life, for the ambulance to arrive. The boys sweetly caring for each other as Nate and I crouched in the snow staring at our daughter. Talking to her (the most talkative girl in the world) and having no response. No movement, nothing. Watching as her eyes open and then would close again. We knew that we could not touch her, but wanted so badly to scoop her up into our arms and hold her more then ever before . The wait is something more horrible then I can even describe. A painful feeling I will never forget. The ambulance ride, the hospital, the tests, all of it was incredibly scary. However, in the end she did not have any broken bones and her CAT scan came back just fine. She does have a concussion, and that is something we are taking very seriously, but we know it could have been far worse. We are so thankful...so, so, so incredibly thankful that our little girl is okay. She is walking, talking, and smiling and once again we were blessed to land just on the other side of that very fine line.
The kids came home from school and as we pulled in the driveway Dylan and Aliya asked to play outside in the snow. They have done it a hundred times this winter, so we did not hesitate to say yes. They came in put their snow clothes on and the fun began. They were laughing and playing and everything was normal. They were right in front of the house. We had just talked to them. We were right there. But none of it mattered, we couldn't stop what happened next.
Aliya was suddenly on the ground. She was not moving, not talking, no response lying in the snow. She had tried to jump off a snowbank and instead went head first onto the ground. In a matter of seconds we were on the phone with 911 and waiting the longest wait of our life, for the ambulance to arrive. The boys sweetly caring for each other as Nate and I crouched in the snow staring at our daughter. Talking to her (the most talkative girl in the world) and having no response. No movement, nothing. Watching as her eyes open and then would close again. We knew that we could not touch her, but wanted so badly to scoop her up into our arms and hold her more then ever before . The wait is something more horrible then I can even describe. A painful feeling I will never forget. The ambulance ride, the hospital, the tests, all of it was incredibly scary. However, in the end she did not have any broken bones and her CAT scan came back just fine. She does have a concussion, and that is something we are taking very seriously, but we know it could have been far worse. We are so thankful...so, so, so incredibly thankful that our little girl is okay. She is walking, talking, and smiling and once again we were blessed to land just on the other side of that very fine line.
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