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Last night, there was quite a bit of commotion in the Ure household!  We keep our back door open for Woody (the dog) to go out and use the restroom.  Well, a little creature got inside, and Micah and Woody were chasing it all over the place.  In the meantime, Trilby got up on a three foot ledge to protect herself!  After the entire ordeal was over — thanks to Woody — we were all celebrating and clapping.  Micah and I were in the other room when we heard…thunk…..”Oh crap!”  We started to laugh, because obviously Trilby had taken a little trip. 

Well, the real story is, as she was stepping off of the ledge, she didn’t judge it correctly and came up short.  When I found her she was sprawled across three slate stairs that are anything but cushioned. 

At first I heard a gurgling noise, and thought she was joking.  Then when I realized she wasn’t I knew we could be in some serious trouble.  I ran and turned her over.  She was completely passed out, and her lips were turning blue.  Her face was moist with perspiration, and she jerked her body a few times. (Which I thought may have been a seizure.)  I told Micah to call 911, and I just kept trying to get her to answer some questions and respond.  The only good news was that I felt under her nose, and knew she was breathing.  Micah was on the phone with the operator and stayed very calm.

After about 5 straight minutes of nothing, she finally said my name, which I knew was a good sign.  She then started to shake because she was freezing and started to complain of her toe, shoulder and finger.  The ambulance arrived and took her vitals which were good. In the meantime, Alicia (the housekeeper) came home and thought all of the craziness was me having the baby!  (I only wish!) They then packed her up and took her to the hospital.  But before she left, she asked if someone was going to also go.  I volunteered, but then my mom said she would go and I should stay with the little girls.  When Trilby heard this, she said, “Mom can come, but you have to too, Lindsey.  Mom isn’t very good in these situations!”

After a long time at the hospital, (until about midnight)  the verdict was she had a torn rotator cuff, a broken big toe and her finger was sprained.  Pretty good news considering what it could have been! She also mentioned that as she was passed out, she could hear me asking all of my questions, and just wanted me to be quiet!  How Rude!

The amazing part to all of this — right now at 9:20 am the next morning — she sits at her desk at work, all ready for a new day.

 

***The moral of this story is — I told Micah we both need to learn CPR (which I have learned about 100 times), or at least refresh up on it, because craziness is just one trip away!***