About a month ago we were at grandmas house and my sweet little Dane rolled off the couch. It was a short fall and he landed on carpet so he was mostly scared and not hurt. About 3 weeks later while Riley and the kids were playing in the loft Dane decided to continue rolling and he rolled down the stair. This was VERY tragic and very sad but once again there were no bumps or bruises, I guess all that extra fluff comes in handy once in a while. Do ya think that I should be learning something along the way? I am REALLY SLOW!!! Well Dane rolled off the bed last night and it was REALLY, REALLY, REALLY sad. But once again there were no bumps, bruises or ouchies. We just loved him up till he stopped crying, (which by the way wasn't very long at all, this little mutt is a tank.)
Well this morning I was dressing both London and Dane on my bed again, you would think that I would learn!!! But I did take extra precautions, I promises!!!! I had a Bumbo on the bed and while I was dressing the one I would have the other in the Bumbo. I thought I was brilliant....... not so much. I had finished dressing Dane and was talking to him when I realized I hadn't seen Jack for a few minutes which in itself could be devastating so I turned around for 2
SECONDS to call for him when I heard
THUMP. I bet you can guess what happened. Little, OK not little but big Dane rolled off my bed. In most homes this wouldn't be as tragic but my bed is pretty high up and we have hard wood floors in our room so it is quite tragic. This time around Danes fluff didn't do him any good. Instantly his forehead had a HUGE black and blue bump on it. I was hysterical and so was Dane. I have never felt that much remorse, sadness and FEAR all at one time. He was crying and he was acting really weird so I freaked out. I called 911 and told them my story. The guy on the other line I'm sure was thinking I was mentally retarded. He was asking me all these questions and I was little to no help at all. He asked me, "Is he breathing, Is he conscious, Is he throwing up? " Then he asked me how far he fell and I said, "Oh about 5 feet." Then I thought, "Lindsey your such a dip shit. 5 feet, that's about as tall as Lindy. Your bed is NOT 5 feet up!" I'm sure he was thinking, "Yep she's retarded, if this kid ends up normal after this experience he still has no chance."
Well the ambulance came and all 5 guys come running into my house, Eagle Mt must be a really boring place to be a Fire Fighter Paramedic. They said Dane was fine and that I should take him to his Dr just to be sure and have him checked out. At this point I was just a little hysterical. So we did and Dane is fine. This little boy will survive this mom of his if it's the last thing he does. I really should be walking around with a CAUTION sign on my forehead. Poor little guy:(
After the whole experience Riley said "OK Lin Dane is grounded from the bed. No matter how hard he begs he can't get up there." This was Riley's SWEET way of saying, "Lindsey stop being a dip shit and putting our kids on the bed." Bless his sweet heart. Well I have leaned my lesson, NO KIDS ON ANYTHING THEY COULD FALL OFF OF, OR ELSE!!!!