Quantum says they got up and went out for a run around the field before breakfast. He got out and realized he had his slippers on, so his leader told him to sit on a chair next to the skate park whilst the others did theirs. He got cold so pulled his knees up under his jumper then pulled his arms into it as well. Being Quantum he jiggled a little too much and fell off the chair face first into the ground. He got his arms and legs out, coughed up blood, then got up. He saw somebody over by the skate park and tried to walk for help but got dizzy and passed out near the skate ramp.
He was found near the skate ramp out cold shortly afterwards, and they assumed he had fallen off that. The next thing he recalls is being in the office.
I got a call at about 8:40 from Camp Friday morning, The kids had been staying at Finlay Park for the week and were due home that afternoon. Apparently My son Quantum had had a fall, unwitnessed, and had hurt his face and may have concussion. They said they were going to the local A&E, so i headed up there to meet them. When i arrived he was in a room by himself, he looked pretty bad. His nose was swollen twice the size, and upper lip was also very swollen. Blood crusted his mouth and nose, and was all down the front of his shirt. His two front teeth were bent backwards into his mouth and looked like they had been pulled down as well.
He looked at me and said in a dazed voice ‘Who are you?’, at which point i turned around and said ‘I think he needs to go to hospital’ . The Dr took a look a few minutes later and said the same thing, and called an ambulance. Quantum was unable to remember anything, who he was, where he was, what happened, what things were. He kept asking ‘Whats hospital?’ , we would reply ‘Its a large place they can make you better’, so he would reply ‘so where are we now?’, and we reply ‘at a Doctors’, and he would say ‘whats the difference?’ etc. that conversation happened about 5 times.
When at the hospital he eventually remembered who I was (after i repeated it several times). He still had no idea who was family or who dad was. He said ‘Wow, I have 2 parents? I wonder what my dad is like! i cant wait to meet him!’. We had to explain everything, what water was, what windows and doors. He usually remembered once we told him once. He went through a day of x-rays, cat scans, and an emergency dentist. I didn’t leave his side because he panicked because he couldn’t remember anything or who he was. Eventually about 3-4pm whilst at the dentist we realized we were hungry, but by this time the cafe was closed, and i was still unable to leave Quantum alone. I realized I hadn’t eaten since the night before since he hurt himself before breakfast (neither had he).
The dentist gave him some gas, and needles, pulled his front teeth forward and used some wire to hold them in place. He had another tooth pulled out and will probably end up with a lot more dental work to come. He is also unable to eat anything solid at all for the next 4 weeks.
His memory was coming back somewhat, but still mostly gone. Paul (my husband, Quantums dad) came in after dinner and brought me food about 6pm. he also had a bag of clothes for Quantum to change into since he was still wearing bloody ones. I got the PJs out of the bag and noticed they were a bit smelly, Paul mentioned he had just grabbed them off the bedroom floor so they may not have been clean. Quantum smelt them and said “Eww Yuck! thats gross!” – He thought we wanted him to wear somebody elses filthy PJs, not realizing they were his.
Today he was able to go home after lunch since there was no broken bones, and no brain swelling, but hes still not with it and not himself’ .
Here are a couple of the conversations we had
Me:Don’t spill your drink on the electronics.
Q: what are electronics?
Me: things like that ipod.
Q: what does an ipod do?
Me: its a thing that plays music.
Q: woah that’s so cool, so is this plate electronic?
Q: how about this spoon?
Me: No, things that plug into the wall usually
Q: Whats a plug?
Q: what’s that?
Q: does it live in the ground?
Me: no you must be thinking of worms.
Q: did they get it out and cut it up?
Me: No, thats spaghetti, not worms
Q: Are the worms nice? .. at this point everyone is laughing as he goes on about eating worms (we have since bought several cans of worms)
Me: Can you see dads car?
Q: Is it that one?
Me: No, Dads car is white
Q: Oh is it that one?
Me: No its this one here, get in (we get in and start leaving)
Q: Is that dads car there?
Me: no, we are in dads car now
Q: Oh, ok. Its very scary and fast ….. Is that Dads car there!
Me: No, we are still in dads car ….
His sister Chelsea kept getting called James for some time. Hes still not sure what the cats are, and in fact called a Friend of ours Ichabod (his name was Allan, though at least he laughed). I figure he should be right as rain in a day or two, but i have made a few videos in the mean time which ill show him when hes better.
For the long haul hes looking at a fair bit more dentistry work, and mushy food for the next month or so.
Photos of his his journey are at http://www.flickr.com/photos/wishes/sets/72157624456062300/with/4776474625/
# Added conversational items worth remembering for posteriously
Q: why does the clock go 9:59 to 10:00 instead of going to 9:60 and 9:61 ?
Me: No idea, its just stupid i guess
Q: How do you know if something is alive?
Q: Ohh! i remember my friend Nick! he has green hair!
Me: Would you like a bath?
Q: Whats a bath?
Me: Its like a giant cup of water, big enough for you to hope in
Q: Wont i suffocate?
Me: No, it has no lid and we wont fill it right up
— after filling up the bath
Q: woah! whats that?
Q: Are they poisonous?
Me: No, they are just fun to play with
Music annoys him, more than annoys him. He cant stand any tinny music, iPods, and music at the supermarket left him holding his hands over his ears.
4:30pm Sunday his memory finally came back from holiday 😀