Oh dear. I fear we have entered a new phase in parenting we were blessed to have avoided this long. This past weekend while we were visiting my in-laws Zeke took a fall. I didn’t witness the actual tumble, just its aftermath. We can only surmise that our littlest man fell and hit the edge of the coffee table.
He had a small gash on his lip but it was a bit wide. I will say that is the most I have ever seen one of my children bleed! My mother-in-law saw the cut and felt he would definitely need stitches. No one has had to have them thus far so I was clueless. We went to the walk-in clinic near their house and being a Saturday, it was rather hoppin’. To my surprise we were checked-in and then a medical assistant came out and said they would prefer we went elsewhere! Another first, being turned away from a clinic before the doctor even sees you. The doctor said they would rather we went to the emergency room to have him looked at.
I have to tell you that at this point I am wondering if this cut is serious enough to warrant stitches or action of any kind. Zeke was all smiles, had eaten some food, was running around smiling and his cut had stopped bleeding. I will saw it wasn’t scabbing over or showing any sign of starting to scab.
Anyhow, we went to the nearest children’s hospital. When the triage nurse was looking him over I had to ask her if this kind of trip to the emergency room was really necessary for his cut. She assured me it was…because his little gash had gone over the line of his skin onto his actual lip area.
To make this long enough story come to an end I’ll tell you the little guy received three stitches. He was such a champ through the entire day. It was close to 5 hours after he actually fell that the stitches were put in. In all that time he was a gem. We laughed and played and snuggled. The tears and wails were only heard the first 10 minutes after the fall and the last 10 minutes when they were stitching him up.
This parenting deal leaves no room for dull moments, does it?
2 comments:
Poor baby! Poor Mommy! Hope you guys are doing well otherwise.
Emily had stitches twice before two and a half, and it was a nightmare. Once she fell into a wood rocker when I was in the church nursery with her and my newborn. Another time Daniel was carrying her and dropped her onto the fireplace. She screamed but they assured me it was because she was strapped down, not because it hurt. I will never know for sure, but it was all I could do to keep from fainting, it was so traumatic with her screaming the whole time and me having to watch the "surgery". She unfortunately has an ugly vertical scar on her forehead. Hopefully she will always want bangs.
Timmy had an ugly gash in his lip recently, and I consulted Google and it said if it didn't fall near the border of lip and skin, it didn't need stitches. We have never had a coffee table, thank goodness. It probably saved me many a heartache!
He is just so handsome, with those long eyelashes and big eyes! And yes, never a dull moment and don't they keep us young?
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