You wouldn't even know he had a head injury... Our Jordan seems pretty much like himself... There are a couple days that he doesn't remember... And he is more himself in the evenings than the mornings but all in all he is doing great.
He is ready for the Holy War (UTES VS BYU) today and soon he is looking forward to snowmobiling and skiing.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
A bump on the Head
This is pretty long and I am not a great writter so Disclaimer: You don't have to read this!!! I just felt like writting... What can I say Jordan is asleep and I am bored.
Well if you haven't been following my facebook updates. I have an update for you....
Jordan Bumped his head.... unfortunatly this is a bit of an understatement!
I went to a Jazz game with my bestie, Jenny, on Monday night.... Jordan went to help his friend Kevin. Kevin is building an indoor ski training facility with tramps, jumps and a foam pit... It is a great place for Jordan to hang out because they are building stuff... which Jordan loves to do... So they we testing out the jump (into the foam pit), they have been testing for days now... I know they just like to play...
So Monday night they were having fun at the foam pit....
At midnight I began to worry about why Jordan wasn't home yet.... He had let me borrow his cell phone so I couldn't call him.
Within 10 minutes of my concern his friend Kevin called... Low and behold they were at Alta View Emergency Room.
Jordan had been jumping into the foam pit on skis with his helmet, on this last run he lost his balance at the end he landed on the (padding still needed) edge of the foam pit... (on his back) the proceeded to fall to the floor taking it on head first and knocking himself out... Luckily only momentarily, but, you have to know Jordan and his history with concussions and it is a long history...
His friends took him to the ER where I met him and I have to tell you I love Jordan for many reasons but his sense of humor is at the top of the list... And he was hillarious.... from asking his dad for weed so he could medicate... to telling us his grandpa gave him cocaine, then asking permission to fart and of course letting it rip... He had me aching from laughter... Yes, he was in serious pain and we were waiting expecting to find out he had a broken back.... But in the mean time we felt good laughing. The time just flew by as every 3 minutes came, we would answer the same questions and we would go over what day it was, what happened, that Kevin would still be his friend and more.... By 4 am we got to go home. I was worried but I knew he would be back to normal when he woke up in the morning. When he stirred I was there to wake him ready for a funny conversation about the crazy things he did and said the night before. But his first question was, "what day is it?" followed by "what happened" then "where is Kevin, I gotta go see him" And those questions continued on repeat with a few others thrown in.
"CRAP CRAP CRAP" was all I could think as I would repeat answer the questions.
Tuesday evening we decided to go to Jordan's parents to stay with them so they could help and so there would be more things going on... The auto questions stopped and by 8:30 at night we thought he was back with us... We listened to a recording of him in the ER and we all laughed for a long time. I was relieved he was back... then on the way to bed he asked "what day is it?"
My heart sunk... well here we go again. I keep thinking that sleep will bring him back to himself... Wednesday morning. this morning no repeat questions... He thought it was Thanksgiving today... and he was concerned about the storm we had told him was coming... So he would aimlessly wander the house and open the front door to see what the blizzard had brought. He hasn't had much to say, and didn't want to do anything....
He seems to be internalizing as he tries to figure out happened... He doesn't know what he ate for dinner last night or what show we watched but he does know other things. Like when him and I got stranded in a parking lot today and the truck wouldn't start he knew that diesels haveglow plugs and the frozen fuel and the glow plugs being cold were the problems...
Well I keep hoping for a quick recovery... I miss my fun, playful, talkative Jordan... I don't care if he cannot remember what happened and what happens this whole week I just want him to act like himself and to be ok...
I know this blog sounds pretty downer and depressing. but I am way optimistic!!!!.. I have only had one break down moment so far... I am sure he will be back to himself in no time but until then we would like to thank you for the prayers.
Well if you haven't been following my facebook updates. I have an update for you....
Jordan Bumped his head.... unfortunatly this is a bit of an understatement!
I went to a Jazz game with my bestie, Jenny, on Monday night.... Jordan went to help his friend Kevin. Kevin is building an indoor ski training facility with tramps, jumps and a foam pit... It is a great place for Jordan to hang out because they are building stuff... which Jordan loves to do... So they we testing out the jump (into the foam pit), they have been testing for days now... I know they just like to play...
So Monday night they were having fun at the foam pit....
At midnight I began to worry about why Jordan wasn't home yet.... He had let me borrow his cell phone so I couldn't call him.
Within 10 minutes of my concern his friend Kevin called... Low and behold they were at Alta View Emergency Room.
Jordan had been jumping into the foam pit on skis with his helmet, on this last run he lost his balance at the end he landed on the (padding still needed) edge of the foam pit... (on his back) the proceeded to fall to the floor taking it on head first and knocking himself out... Luckily only momentarily, but, you have to know Jordan and his history with concussions and it is a long history...
His friends took him to the ER where I met him and I have to tell you I love Jordan for many reasons but his sense of humor is at the top of the list... And he was hillarious.... from asking his dad for weed so he could medicate... to telling us his grandpa gave him cocaine, then asking permission to fart and of course letting it rip... He had me aching from laughter... Yes, he was in serious pain and we were waiting expecting to find out he had a broken back.... But in the mean time we felt good laughing. The time just flew by as every 3 minutes came, we would answer the same questions and we would go over what day it was, what happened, that Kevin would still be his friend and more.... By 4 am we got to go home. I was worried but I knew he would be back to normal when he woke up in the morning. When he stirred I was there to wake him ready for a funny conversation about the crazy things he did and said the night before. But his first question was, "what day is it?" followed by "what happened" then "where is Kevin, I gotta go see him" And those questions continued on repeat with a few others thrown in.
"CRAP CRAP CRAP" was all I could think as I would repeat answer the questions.
Tuesday evening we decided to go to Jordan's parents to stay with them so they could help and so there would be more things going on... The auto questions stopped and by 8:30 at night we thought he was back with us... We listened to a recording of him in the ER and we all laughed for a long time. I was relieved he was back... then on the way to bed he asked "what day is it?"
My heart sunk... well here we go again. I keep thinking that sleep will bring him back to himself... Wednesday morning. this morning no repeat questions... He thought it was Thanksgiving today... and he was concerned about the storm we had told him was coming... So he would aimlessly wander the house and open the front door to see what the blizzard had brought. He hasn't had much to say, and didn't want to do anything....
He seems to be internalizing as he tries to figure out happened... He doesn't know what he ate for dinner last night or what show we watched but he does know other things. Like when him and I got stranded in a parking lot today and the truck wouldn't start he knew that diesels haveglow plugs and the frozen fuel and the glow plugs being cold were the problems...
Well I keep hoping for a quick recovery... I miss my fun, playful, talkative Jordan... I don't care if he cannot remember what happened and what happens this whole week I just want him to act like himself and to be ok...
I know this blog sounds pretty downer and depressing. but I am way optimistic!!!!.. I have only had one break down moment so far... I am sure he will be back to himself in no time but until then we would like to thank you for the prayers.
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