Our Sweet Kobe gave us quite a scare this past Monday. Monday night I recieved a call at work. It was Owen and all he said was "Come home now, Kobe has fallen." I really think I got home in a record time of 6 minutes as opposed to the 12-15 minutes it usually takes me. Kobe and Roah had been riding their bikes and Kobe accidentally crashed his bike and hit his head on the road. He was knocked out for appro. 2 minutes and when he came to, could not remember what day it was or anything that had happened in the past 2 weeks. He could still remember names, but other than that nothing. We raced him to the E.R., had a Cat scan done, and the results came back good with no bleeding or anything of that nature. When we got home Kobe just wanted to sleep and was so tired. He began throwing up about a half hour after we got home from the E.R.. I slept on the couch with him all night, afraid he wouldn't ever wake up (paranoid mother, I know.) Tuesday morning he was still throwing up but doing do much better. And now he is acting like the good old Kobe we knew.
He has some battle wounds from the fall which he usually have a million band aids on them. But Kobe is quite a tough kid.
Roah has stayed by Kobe's side, even when Kobe falls asleep. Roah just brings out his D.S. and lays right by Kobe. They are truly best friends.
Worn out!
And by Thursday morning with no school all week, Oh, so bored!
