After Malachi had been hospitalized we were told to keep an eye on him. If he were to vomit, act lethargic, lose consciousness, etc. we needed to call the neurosurgeon in Cleveland right away.
Malachi has been sleeping with us since he fractured his skull because I wanted to keep a close eye on him and make sure that he is okay throughout the night. Malachi had thrown up. Thursday morning I woke up and smelled something awful. Malachi had thrown up. I yelled for Jade right away. Fortunately he had not left for work yet. I called the neurosurgeon, who wanted us to bring him back to Cleveland right away.
Not knowing what to expect we grabbed an overnight bag and got there as quickly as we could. (I had packed a bag of a few days worth of clothes for each of us when we got back earlier in the week- so we would be more comfortable while we stayed in the hospital). On the way there Malachi got sick again. He looked so scared. I was scared. I figured that since he was vomiting again he would need surgery. I did not want to even think of how bad the outcome could be.
While we were waiting for a room in the ER Malachi had told each of us that he loved us. That made me nervous too. Did he know something we didn't? Was he saying good-bye?
He was rather clingy and tired, and just looked miserable. He was having diarrhoea every hour or so. We were in the ER all day long. Malachi had another CAT scan to see if the area where the fracture was was swelling or bleeding at all. A radiologist, doctor, and neurosurgeon all look at the scan and could not find anything!
In fact, not one single person could even find the original fracture!!!! Skull fractures typically take a long time to heal.
We know that God healed Malachi's skull! Praise God!
(read previous post to learn more about his accident)
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