EbonyHairedPrincess
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My daughter and husband were in an accident. They were treated at the scene. The paramedics looked them over and said they had been shaken up but they are okay. Eventually, we went home from the accident and everything seemed fine. The next day we went to church and just as praise and worship was finishing may daughter faints. She falls straight down, parting two rows of chairs as she slams into the floor. Once she hits the floor she starts convulsing. I go straight into “mommy mode” and get down on the floor and start checking her pulse and talking to her to see if she responds. She starts responding about 30 seconds later (seemed like an eternity) and is disoriented. The ushers start throwing prayer cloths over her. I tell them to stop it and help her up off the floor and take her to the door (hospital is 4 minutes away and I didn’t want to wait). Meanwhile I get the car and call my husband. We get to the hospital they start running tests and she starts feeling better.
I then start to process with her what happened. The first thing she tells me is that while she was sitting in the chair waiting for me to drive up. The lady usher was doing a weave check. I was like what? She said “she kept digging her nails in my scalp and dragging then to the back of my head”. I said “she was just trying to comfort you” . She was like “mom every time she would run her nails down my scalp it would get harder and harder”. I started laughing and told her that her hair was pretty and the lady meant no harm. We're not mad about it but I do think the usher’s actions were inappropriate. It provided a comical break from how serious the incident was.
I then start to process with her what happened. The first thing she tells me is that while she was sitting in the chair waiting for me to drive up. The lady usher was doing a weave check. I was like what? She said “she kept digging her nails in my scalp and dragging then to the back of my head”. I said “she was just trying to comfort you” . She was like “mom every time she would run her nails down my scalp it would get harder and harder”. I started laughing and told her that her hair was pretty and the lady meant no harm. We're not mad about it but I do think the usher’s actions were inappropriate. It provided a comical break from how serious the incident was.