Panic!!

My left hand holding his right hand while my right hand holding his milk.. While I holding his hand n his bottle, my right leg pulling up a pillow.. YES! Multitask.. Without realizing, my son throw his body down on the bed (his bad habit) and I tot he's going to fall so I pull up his hand.. He began to cry out loud and my hubby starts to ask me what happen.. I get lagi panic! I hold his right hand n he cry frantically.. My eyes are in tears and I panic like f***.. My hubby carry him n try to raise his hand, still he cry.. I carry him also he cry.. My mind starts to have wild tots.. Thinking maybe I fractured his arm or maybe dislocate! SELISIH (touch wood)!!! So my hubby bring him out of the room and gave him some ribenna.. He stop crying.. I try to raise his right hand again n he gave me that sad face and starts to cry.. Alamak, I became more panic.. My hubby starts to check if there's any swell or something, but no thre isn't.. 

So I carry him again and check all his joint (back in Red Cross days, I learn how to check this kinda stuff) and thanks god everything's ok.. I bring him to a ceiling fan.. And see if he's gonna raise his arm to play with the hanging strings.. And thanks god he did and he starts smiling ajd laughing again.. I tried one giving him his bottle n let him hold on his right hand, he did hold and smiling again at me.. Oh boy, you really really makes me scared to death..