We went to the World Trade Center which is connected to the Crown Plaza. I felt like it was an illusion in that it isn’t what the vast majority of El Salvadorians’ deal with. The buildings are nice. The stores are nice. If we move here and I need an out of El Salvadorian experience, I could go there.
We were packing up to go to dinner, I was next to the bed and Kylewas near it, when Eliana fell off the bed and hit her back and the back of her head on the tile floor. We called Pam to ask what concerns to have and symptoms of bigger problems we should look for. Eliana was initially a little tired. She threw up and felt better, but that was the action that caused us to decide to go to the doctor. While Pam drove to meet us, we bathed Eliana, I washed her clothes and mine, and we let the hostel workers know what was going on. Eliana was acting pretty normal by the time Pam came, but she did throw up a second time before Pam arrived.
Pam took us to the nice hospital. There was no wait. Praise God that Pam came and translated for us. The ER doctor checked her and put in orders for blood work, x-rays, and 12 hour observation. Here, you have to have your regular doctor come to the hospital to check out the baby. Pam called a relative of someone that works with the church who is a doctor. Eliana had blood drawn and an iv put into her foot (not her favorite part of the evening). The doctor came and said that Eliana looked good. They called in the x-ray tech to come since this happened in the evening. He came in, and Pam helped to distract Eliana so that her head would stay still. The doctor was still here when the x-rays were done, so she checked them out. They looked good. Pam took Kyle to go pick up dinner, the car, and a few things. She showed him the way back to the hospital.
That night Eliana and I shared the hospital bed. Here it isn't the culture to have a baby sleep in a crib. It turned out to be fine since this way I was very attentive to her needs and was able to quickly nurse her back to sleep a couple of times.
Good news: The hospital is clean, and the staff was very helpful. Pam was able to change her plans for the evening to come and help us. I had peace during the whole process. It is in part because I remember my friend Michele's daughter hitting her head and then throwing up later. She was fine later. The other part is that you all and others have been praying regularly for us.
Visiting the hospital wasn't of my list of things to see while here, but I know that God is still on His throne.
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