taking Chet in today

I have to take Chet in to the doctor today. He and Matt and Kyle went in the backyward yesterday and thought it would be a good idea to swordfight with sticks, which is strictly forbidden. Kyle hit him across the stomach, and now he has a huge 3x2 bruise with knots in it. My heart is in my throat. For two years he hasn't show any signs of his aplastic anemia, but that bruise is an indicator that I can't stand to think about. I am praying his blood counts haven't dropped again.

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Chet is okay. To quote the nurse "If he had this big bruise for no reason, I would be very concerned. He was hit in the stomach with a stick, so I would expect to see a bruise like this on an aplastic kid." He goes in on Thursday morning to do the full check-up and full round of counts, but at least I know he isn't bleeding internally, and it was time to get counts done anyway. I don't think I was at all prepared for the flood of fear that washed over me when I saw that bruise today. We have been so careful to avoid bruises and colds with him, and the last time he had anything that looked like that he was rushed to ICU for immediate transfusions. I am so grateful that he is fine.

Now I have to go make sure there aren't any other sticks left, and I am cutting off any low branches on the tree. And tonight we are having a family discussion to reiterate all of the no wrestling, no swordfighting, no rough and tumble rules. This mom stuff is a bit aging sometimes.