What a scare....

There is nothing as scary as finding your daughter sitting on her bottom step gasping and saying I can't breathe. That's what happened to me yesterday. Diana and I were going for our weekly shopping foray. We had ran to Five Oaks first and were on our way to East Town when that horrible rain hit. Traffic started backing up so we took the backroads. We both had on flip flops since we had not watched the morning weather. Since we would be passing my house, I decided to stop and grab a jacket and change my shoes. Diana thought that was a great idea and asked me to stop by her house so she could do the same. Well, I'm in the car with the kids and looking for something in my purse when Caleb calmly says, "Mommy just fell." I look up and she's sitting on her bottom step bent over. I'm thinking she must have hurt her ankle. I jump out and run through the rain and ask if she's okay. I think my heart almost stopped when she didn't look up, just gasped "I can't breathe." It was awful. She was gasping for breath and I didn't know what to do. I ran back to get my phone and couldn't find it. I was so full of panic. I ran back to get her phone asking her if she was okay. She is trying to tell me to call Michael to see what firefighter/EMT might be closest to us (he was in West Knoxville with his brother) when Michael's oldest brother pulled out of a neighbors driveway. I flagged him down and he came up and checked her out. By the time, she was breathing better and able to get up and walk. She was sore and scared, but she said she was fine. I went back to the kids and Caleb wanted to go and check on her. I must say, if I'm ever in an emergency situation, I want Caleb by my side. That child was a rock. Seven years old and not a bit of panic in him. He helped her in the house and helped her change to dry clothes and get her shoes on. Then he helped her back down the steps to the truck and helped her climb in and shut her door. It was so sweet. Long story short, we ended up at the emergency room to get her checked out (even though she fought the idea and wanted to go shopping instead). She has a slightly bruised kidney, but they can't see any broken bones or cracked ribs. They will have the x-rays rechecked on Monday to make double sure. She will be pretty sore for awhile. Her back started bruising within minutes of the fall. Michael had arrived at the hospital before we left so I went ahead and left to go finish our errands. Today is Shelby's 2 year birthday party and yesterday we were heading out to get the party supplies and for Diana to get birthday presents for Shelby. As I'm leaving the hospital parking lot, Michael calls and tells me what the x-rays showed and said they were releasing her. They told her to try to move around as much as you could so she wouldn't get too stiff. Being my daughter, she told Michael "Call my Mom and tell her to come back for me. I want to go do my shopping for the party." I just had to smile and shake my head.