Tumble Down the Stairs

Last Sunday I was heading to the basement with Cohen to play. I got down the first set of steps, and started down the next set. Cohen was standing at the bottom of them talking to Daddy who was upstairs. No one knows what happened but all of a sudden I was rolling down the stairs.

I screamed right away and Daddy ran down to get me. Cohen showed Daddy how high up I was when I fell, which was about 5 steps up.

It was right before nap time so Mom and Dad were a little worried but they let me nap and kept a close watch on me.

I woke earlier than I normally would have and woke crying, which I never do. Mommy knew that wasn't right. When I got up Mommy thought I didn't look like I felt well and my eye had swollen some.

Daddy was trying to get me to eat or drink and I didn't want to. A short time later I threw up. Mommy was asking Daddy if they should take me to the ER. Mommy did some reading and from what Daddy already knew they agreed to watch me closely at home for awhile.

After I threw up I was completely fine. I was eating, talking, playing, singing and acting normal.

Thankfully I didn't get hurt worse. I did get a bit of a black eye but it could have been much worse.