Two weeks ago Canaan fell on the cement steps outside our house while on the way to the park with his nanny.  I'll never forget the horrified feeling of seeing the elevator doors open, Canaan crying and covered in blood and our nanny crying and saying, "I'm so sorry" over and over again.  We're fortunate that our landlord and next door neighbor is a doctor because he calmed the situation greatly til Nate arrived in a quick cab ride home from work.  One trip to the ER later, complete with waiting next to a teenager who had ODed on pills and kept falling over onto Canaan, me breastfeeding Eden on a chair in the middle of a crowded hall with a man leaning over watching, running over to the school to pass Eden off onto coworkers so I could enter the ER with Canaan, two failed attempts at an MRI followed by a sedative and a successful attempt and we were back home.  Although the nurses did not want us to leave the hospital without putting a shirt on Canaan even though his was covered in blood.  They were all certain he would catch a cold in the two minute walk and 70 degree weather.  This is what he looked like after he slept off the sedative and we gave him a bath.

Lips and nose triple the regular size

The next day he was looking possibly more gnarly with the scabs

Two days after the fall he got really sick on top of a hurt face. He was vomiting and had a fever for three days straight. For two days he was only awake 6 hours each day. There was nothing to do but cuddle and watch videos when he was awake because playing made him miserable.

Day Five his face was slowly recovering from the fall and his body was slowly making its way out of sickness

Ten days later the swelling was gone, with just a little green and black marking the fall still