I got back from my Seattle trip at 7 PM but I’m just now beginning to relax. Why, you ask? Because we’ve spent most of the evening at WakeMed hospital.

I had left the airport and was two miles from being home when my cellphone rang. A frantic Kelly was telling me something about “Travis” and “hospital.” Travis was screaming in the background. I hung up and raced home to see what had happened.

Hallie met me at the door but my welcome hug to her was brief. Kelly told me Travis had slipped, hurt his leg somehow and wasn’t standing on his own. I had time to drop off my bag, put Hallie into her coat, and race with them to the hospital.

WakeMed North is at the other end of Durant, basically where I was when Kelly first called me. We bundled T up, checked in at the desk, and were soon waiting in the back for the doctor on duty to check him out.

Kelly put Travis on her chest, which seemed to calm him down tremendously. I walked around with Hallie on my feet to entertain her, then took her back so we could all play “I Spy” in the hospital room. Once Travis got comfortable, he actually gave some weak smiles, pointed to the light above the table, did some baby signs, and looked around quietly with a pitiful look of pain on his face.

X-rays taken didn’t show any sign of broken bones. The doc’s diagnosis is a sprain somewhere. We’re not exactly sure just where, as the doctor poked him up and down but couldn’t get a reaction. So, we were told to let him sleep tonight and see how he’s feeling in the morning. If he still has trouble standing, we’ll take him back in.

What a way to welcome Daddy home, huh?

[Update] Looks like Kelly posted her account on the Hallie and Travis page.