ER Take Two

Well, last Sunday we made our second visit to the Emergency Room in the past 8 months. My wild boy will be on a first name basis with the nurses before it is all said and done. This time I saw it happen. I saw the whole thing. I was upstairs in the playroom with all three kids and Stuart was downstairs on the couch recovering from what we think might have been food poisoning.(yuck). We were having a lazy, rainy Sunday. Clark was headed downstairs to find a missing car when it happened. He tripped. He hit the corner of the banister. There was blood. LOTS of blood. There were screams. LOTS of screams. Some screams from me, some from Clark and a few from Shepard who I put down to pick Clark up. Needless to say, Stuart was awoken and came running. We were quite the sight to be seen and just another reason I am pretty sure we could make big bucks with our own reality show. Blood everywhere, three kids screaming, me trying to get it all cleaned up, and Stuart vomiting. Oh yeah.  We got our act somewhat together and headed for the ER. We left sick daddy at home with the hungry babies and made our way.

After an easy check in, short wait, and evaluation (C weighs 40lbs by the way!! WHAT??!) it was decided he needed a stitch. So he was numbed, we waited, numbed again, we waited. While waiting we noticed it was getting busy and we saw some interesting character go by. Finally, the doctor came back and we got started. It was hard on this momma. I might or might not have asked the doctor if he had done this before when he was having trouble with the needle. He might have laughed at me. :) He really was a great guy and was great with C. However, after we thought we were done and the stitch was in, he did decide we needed another one. So we had to start all over. Many tears, two hours, twenty games of Angry Birds, and two stitches later we were all fixed up and checked out. It was quite the day and a tad bit scary for this momma.

Pitiful little man and his best buddy Mickey.

Two stitches.

Poor buddy.
I think he was most sad about the blood all over his pirate shirt.

Quick pic and a half smile on our way out.
We made it!!

Yes, he is quite a cute patient, but I hope we stay far away from the ER for some time.