Those belts in the cart aren't for decoration. For those of you fond of small children, please take warning...the following story might hurt to read.
Today at work, I witnessed a fifteen month old baby girl fall backwards out of a cart and land headfirst onto the tile floor. She was standing against the rear of the cart and simply fell backwards.
The baby opened her mouth to cry but no sound came out for a while...then she just screamed, oh...horrible, horrible scream. Those of you that have ever seen a baby get really hurt know the kind of scream/cry I'm talking about. I swear to God, the entire store came to a standstill and everyone on that floor rushed to see what happened. The mother picked the child up, tried to soothe her, took about five or six minutes for baby to calm down. Meanwhile, security comes running over, having seen it on the cameras, etc etc.
The child's eyes wouldn't focus, she seemed...all weird, so alarm bells start going off in my head. The mom was filling out a report and I'm like, "this kid needs to go to the ER."
And the mother is like, "Weeell, she's not crying anymore so I guess she's fine."
The mother didn't want us to call an ambulance and I was fully ready to. She said she would take the child herself to the ER.
I hope like hell that she did. I don't think we could have done any more to convince her that she needed to take her baby to the ER.
And then when she was gone, I went into the back and cried because all I could see was my sixteen month old niece getting injured like that. That horrible cry, the sound of her hitting the ground...you know when your heart just stops? That was one of those times.
Today at work, I witnessed a fifteen month old baby girl fall backwards out of a cart and land headfirst onto the tile floor. She was standing against the rear of the cart and simply fell backwards.
The baby opened her mouth to cry but no sound came out for a while...then she just screamed, oh...horrible, horrible scream. Those of you that have ever seen a baby get really hurt know the kind of scream/cry I'm talking about. I swear to God, the entire store came to a standstill and everyone on that floor rushed to see what happened. The mother picked the child up, tried to soothe her, took about five or six minutes for baby to calm down. Meanwhile, security comes running over, having seen it on the cameras, etc etc.
The child's eyes wouldn't focus, she seemed...all weird, so alarm bells start going off in my head. The mom was filling out a report and I'm like, "this kid needs to go to the ER."
And the mother is like, "Weeell, she's not crying anymore so I guess she's fine."
The mother didn't want us to call an ambulance and I was fully ready to. She said she would take the child herself to the ER.
I hope like hell that she did. I don't think we could have done any more to convince her that she needed to take her baby to the ER.
And then when she was gone, I went into the back and cried because all I could see was my sixteen month old niece getting injured like that. That horrible cry, the sound of her hitting the ground...you know when your heart just stops? That was one of those times.

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