Earlier today Tim and Lucy paid us a visit while they were waiting to catch the Black Ball to Victoria. While we were all hanging out and playing with the Monster he took a bit of a header. He didn't fall far but he hit his head on the sliding door and caught his cheek on a piece of furniture. Michele scooped him up rather quickly to soothe him and the next thing I know she's yelling 'BREATHE PORTER, BREATHE!' I spun around to see her setting him on the carpet, he was completely motionless, silent and blue. Less than a second later he was back at full volume and appropriately colored. As quickly as he came back the whole sequence repeated itself for a second time. Needless to say Michele and I were both freaked the fuck out, and I'm guessing Tim and Lucy were too. After some digging around and Michele speaking with one of her more seasoned co-workers, we've found that this is not exactly an uncommon thing and many kids will do the same thing when sufficiently riled. Well, uncommon or not the incident totally scared the mother fucking shit out of me. Now I can't sleep, I'm extremely tired and Michele has to leave pretty early, but every time I lay down and close my eyes I see my kid, motionless and blue. I believe what I'm told that he's fine and it's nothing to get too worked up about, but the image of him laying on the floor not breathing is seriously messing with me. Damn kid.
Early morning edit - Michele says she's quite sure that Porter only passed out once, I remember it being two times. That is all.
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Glad to hear your kid is okay, scary stuff. Good thing kids are so freaking resilient. Both of my kids have taken spills down the stairs on a couple of occasions, scared the living shit out of me for sure.
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