sometimes you have to be dramatic sometimes you have to laugh

Last night was one of the most horrible nights of my life, and hopefully I will be able to get the image out of my head soon.
I was holding my daughter and walking back to our car after a wonderful dinner.  We were laughing and telling each other how much we love one another and then I tripped!!! And fell with her in my arms and landed on top of her!  OMG  I was screaming like crazy because all I heard was the thud of her head hitting the curb.  She of course was screaming and in pain but was OK after about 25 min.  We made her stay up for the 2 hours and she was fine.  But this morning she was running a fever and vomited so I took her to urgent care because Of course I thought I had caused brain damage in my child and her brain was swelling.  All the horrible thoughts that I'm sure any mother might think.  After seeing the doctor she was totally her bossy little self and he assured me that she did not have brain damage.  We did however decide on doing an X-ray of her skull just to make sure.  This concludes the drama
Now for the laughing.  After waiting in the room for 2 hours and my children were hungry (of course I did not have ANYTHING) they started getting antsy.  The one who has to get the xray is crying and carrying on.  Finally the tech comes to get us and is VERY business like.  He takes us into the room and I had calmed her down and got her to lie on the slab with her head on the film and she decides she wants to take her socks and shoes off because she is tired and wants to go to sleep.  So to appease her I take her shoes off and the tech says, "it only takes 2 seconds you don't have to take her shoes off."  Then she wants her socks off so I start taking them off and he tells me again that it is really quick.  Then I burst out laughing, 1/2 from relief and the other from knowing this guy thinks I am a wierdo thinking my kid is going to have lay there for a while.  I couldn't stop laughing as I told him I knew it wasn't going to take long but I just wanted her to lay still and not have a tantrum.  The best was that I told her that he was going to take a picture of her brain, so bless her little heart she kept super still, smiled  and said cheese when the light when on.

I have been praising God for His tender mercies and am so thankful that she is sore has a cold now but OK.  I am reminded of Psalm 30:5b-Weeping may go on all night, but joy comes with the morning.  When I am worried and scared I cry out to God and then He gives me that peace and in this case covered my baby.  Then comes the joy and relief of knowing that my God is in control!  My hope is that if you read this you will know my God and His peace.