*************************************WARNING...THIS IS A GRAPHIC POST IF YOU HAVE A QUESEY STOMACH YOU MAY NOT WANT TO LOOK AT ALL THE PICTURES**************************************************************************************************
Why is it that when things seem to be going so right, that they suddenly go so wrong? Yesterday was one of those days. Josh and I got the chance to visit the kids at their school for lunch (where Jack revealed that he had a new girlfriend..."yes" he has had onthers!). We learned that Jack got into the Gifted & Talented Program (like his big sister) with scores that were well within the range that they look for, Josh was hosting poker (which always puts him in a super great mood), and I for once had the house all clean and ready in time for the big event! As I was finishing my work (vacuuming to be precise), I moved on into Jack's room and there I saw him hanging out on his bed playing his new DSi. He looked so "grown-up". Not once did he look up at me while I grabbed my camera and started taking pictures. It just cracked me up because I figured I'd catch him like that when he's ohhhh, I don't know, 12-14 years old...not 5!!! He was just so cute and the only time he acknowledged that I was in the room was to ask if one of his buddies could come over the next day. Of course he did not break eye contact with the game machine during any of this! Well, these were the last pictures I'll ever have of my little boy unscathed! A few hours later, we were watching HSM (High School Musical) 2 upstairs while the guys were playing poker downstairs. Jack announced that he wanted to show off his new dance move. I thought he was going to step off of the couch to do so, but to my horror, I saw him jump to the edge of the couch where his foot caught the edge and slipped, and then went quickly into a head-first dive into the edge of the coffee table. The sound was horrendous. I hope to never hear it again. I screamed and ran to him and by now he managed to climb back onto the couch with his hands on his face. I shouted several times "Are you okay? Are you okay?..." Of course I knew he wasn't okay, I just needed to figure out what exactly was wrong. I was almost certain it was a broken nose or something to that effect. I said that I needed to see it, and I pulled his hands away. Blood started gushing and spurting from his forehead. At that moment I ran to the kitchen and retrieved a clean bar towel and held it to his head (rather hard, because he kept telling me I was pushing too much...which turned out to be a good thing because the bleeding had stopped by the time we reached the ER). Josh had to leave the poker game (obviously..and of course he was winning no less) to drive us to the ER. In the end they tried to numb the area twice with a gel, but unfortunately he did have to get lidocaine injections straight into the open wound which was incredibly painful for him. He got 6 stitches underneath and 8 on the outside for a grand total of 14!!! At least he wasn't too miserable during the 2 1/2 hour visit at the ER as you can see in the pictures below. He didn't realize how bad it was (since the gel was numbing it) and the nurses decided to tell him they were going to pick "bugs" out of the cut and NOT stitch it (since he was deathly afraid of the idea)... so overall he was fairly relaxed and smiley like usual. He did manage to tell us that his friend Nathan said that Rachel (Jack's new girlfriend), was his girlfriend too and that it "wasn't fair" because he said it first! He's pretty convinced that Rachel will think it's a pretty cool scar and might even give him a kiss. But you didn't hear that from me, because it's supposed to be a secret and "it's embarrassing"....
Even after all of this, I do have a sick sense of humor. Can you read his shirt??? I'm not so sure this applies anymore...
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4 comments:
Yikes! Head wounds really gush! I sure do love a good medical post though! :) Did they tell you to do anything to try to prevent a scar on that cute little forehead?
Wow!!! That is one nasty booboo!! Leave it to you to put him in a "Lucky" shirt, I love it! We went through stitches with Rylee last year, how traumatizing on a mama! I can only imagine the sound it made when he hit the table...ugh!
OUCH!!! Poor guy! Too bad it's not Halloween. He looks like Frankenstein with those stitches.
WOW! That was something else! Looks like a trooper! And I love that you brought the camera in the ER room to capture the moment! I never would have thought of that! Hope he's feeling better!
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