Kellys Kickball Kalamity!

Kelly! You’re back! How am I going to tell Shana? Being co-host of The Quiz is the most important thing in the world to her, it’s given her an elevated sense of self-esteem!

Hi, Mom, whose case are we doing this month?

Shana, there’s something I have to tell you. Kelly is back.

OK, bye. Oh, and “Kalamity” is spelled with a “C”.

Kids! Why do we bother, Kelly? Why do we bother? You can’t live with ’em, and you can’t live without ’em–or is that men?

It’s coffee!

Right! Now I remember! What case do you have for us today? Is it one of your accident-prone kids again?

Remember the one who drove his bike up a bike ramp, turned cartwheels in the air, and landed on his face?

The Flying Wallenda Brother! Oh no, what’s he done this time?

OK, here it goes:

Recently, I picked my boys up after school. I knew something was wrong the moment I spotted my youngest walking down the hall. He was quiet, very serious-looking and in a hurry to leave the building and get home.

He climbed into the back of the truck and immediately started crying. The crying quickly turned into something short of wailing and he was holding his head with his hands. I knew I needed to get home fast but I wanted to try to find out what was wrong first. I began to ask questions and the crying escalated into full-blown wailing. I started the truck and he began sobbing, “My head hurts! My head hurts!” He shouted at his brother to stop singing and asked that the radio be turned off.

What song was on?

I can’t remember but probably something “current”, I think his brother Avery was singing “Imagine” by John Lennon.

Yeah, that was current alright, in 1971!!!!

If the music lesson is over? I’ll proceed then. We made the short drive home.

When we got home he laid on the couch but continued to wail. He did manage to tell me that he had hit his head on the plate when sliding into “home” during a kickball game at the end of the day.

Excuse me, but, isn’t the plate supposed to be level with the ground?

Yes but he was sliding, kinda like body-surfing, on dirt! He may have actually started the slide with a fall, smacking his head on the plate but who knows!

See Elaine? My kids do play other sports besides soccer!

Right, because kickball is a game where you kick the ball, while soccer is a game where you….kick……the……ball. I see what you mean.

Exactly.

He said he had a headache on the right side of his head. This was rather confusing because he kept pointing to the left side of his head when I asked where he’d hit it. Looking for “soft-signs” of concussion, I checked his pupils, (they were evenly dilated) his speech was clear and made sense, his gait was normal and he wasn’t dizzy so I felt relieved. But when he complained of nausea of few minutes later, I again became concerned about concussion.

My concern deepened after finding a badly abraded bump on the left side, high into the scalp. I’m surprised that I found the site given where he said he’d hit and where the pain was located!

I grabbed my remedy box, found _________1M and gave a dose. He fell asleep ten minutes later and napped for another half hour.

Good ol’ homeopathy! The right remedy always puts the kids to sleep (sometimes the grown-ups too)!
Yes! that’s one reason I knew it was the right remedy and the fact that he felt better when he awoke confirmed it!
Later in the evening the headache and nausea returned. I re-dosed with the remedy in water, shaken. Again he fell asleep but in his bed for the night. The next morning you would never have known any of this had happened!

Who knew kickball was so dangerous? Elaine, we’re sticking with soccer!

Right, because they’re soooooooooooooo different!

Glad you see the distinction!