Yes, we had a bit of a scare this morning. Flannery was in the bed with us this morning and woke up and crawled right off the bed. We woke to the sound a thud, and then a cry. We picked her up and all three of us proceeded to cry. She stopped within a couple of minutes, and was her usual happy self. We decided to take her to the emergency room just to have her checked out. They looked her over, and said she was fine. We were going to leave and she wanted to nurse, so I fed her and then she spit up once and then threw up some milk a second time. She has had a cold, and we think the congestion and drainage made her actually spit/throw up but just to be safe they decided to take a skull x-ray. She did not enjoy that. I had to hold her down so they could get the needed x-rays. All was clear, so we were able to go home. I think it was more traumatic for us, than it was for Flannery. Jeremy took some shots of her sitting on the bed with her little baby hospital gown on. We are just thankful to God that she is okay, and not hurt. One of our dear friends came to the hospital to check on us, and we are so grateful to him. Thank you Mike! As you can see in the photos she was happy as can be, and chewing on her Minnie.
