Concussion

Zack had his first ambulance ride.  That's a milestone right?  It was pretty scary and more of an out of body experience for me.  For Zack...I couldn't tell you...he just says "I rode in an ambulance" [excited voice] "it was fun".
It's been a week so now that I've wrapped my head around the whole thing it was something I'll most likely forget until another emergency...then I'm sure all the feelings will rush back.

We had a very exciting visit from grandma, grandpa, uncle Steve, and tante Lorie...I mean exciting for a normal person...for Zack it was the most exciting day of his life...as is any special activity (ie...getting a new cup, going to target, going to school, wearing a new shirt).  I wasn't surprised that Zack acted like a crazy person and ran around all afternoon.  I wasn't surprised when his craziness caught up with him and he fell and cried.  I thought it might have been about time that he wet himself because he's 3 and hasn't done that in a while.  I thought the second he fell asleep that of coarse he is tired...he really needed a nap after the dress up day at school and our special visitors.  In the back of my mind I was a little concerned but nothing to make me think anything was wrong.  We had a hard time waking him up for dinner, which was weird.  It was a little scary when he started continuously vomiting.  I googled concussion symptoms and it was clear that's what had happened.  We had a concussion scare a couple years ago when he threw a tantrum and threw himself out of the grocery cart...I had taken him to the doctor and because he was running around the doctor said to just observe him because they really don't like doing CT scans.  I figured we would be in for a long night of worried observation.  Just to be safe I called the on call pediatrician office and the guy at the answering service said these symptoms were on the "call 911" list.  So we did.
Zack was half asleep and vomiting on himself.  I'm glad we called.
The fire truck and ambulance arrived and Zack had several strangers in uniforms piled into our hallway talking to him and poking at him.  He didn't care...which is unlike my super excitable guy.  I carried him out to the ambulance which assured all our neighbors who were outside checking out the action that it wasn't anything too serious.  Zack was totally calm the whole ride and fell asleep when we got to the hospital.  He was difficult to wake and because of the possible loss of consciousness (I know...scary) and the urinary incontinence and the sleeping and the vomiting they thought a CT scan was necessary.  He woke up only for the scan and was terrified.
The scan was clear and we were sent home.  We had to keep him calm and inactive and screen free for a week after symptoms stop.  Meaning no school, no playdates, no running, no tv, no ipad, nothing where he could potentially fall (which in Zack's case included coloring...because coloring while balancing on our toes and elbows is typical).
We have officially survived a week of nothing and Zack is going back to school tomorrow.  I'm a little scared...I don't know of what...but like Dory says "you can't never let anything happen to him...or nothing will ever happen to him" (yes I just quoted finding Nemo).