The plan was to take the Christmas decorations down. The boys were outside playing with the new tractor Dominic and I had the window open and maybe less than 12 feet away from them taking the tree down. It was a very nice day. I saw Derek driving the new tractor with Joseph in the little bucket in the back. I said "that's not a good idea" to Dominic. He agreed. Derek backed up. The tractor jack knifed and Joseph tumbled out.... on to the drive way... right on his....face.
I scooped him up. I ran him inside. Blood lots of blood. Couldnt tell where it was coming from. He was crying, Derek was shaking. We grabbed ice and a towel and decided it was his lip and he needed stitches. We went to Urgent Care. They seemed unorganized but not real busy. The doctor there was wonderful and said that he needed at least one maybe two stitches. He gave him some Tylenol and some water and was so good with him. But Joseph was scared and the shot to numb the area hurt and the doctor said he didnt want to scare him or hurt him anymore and sent us to the ER where he felt they could sedate him and fix him up.
We waited for 3 hours. Filled out paperwork. Were told not to let him eat anything. Waited and waited. Finally the doctor rushes in takes a look at his lip and says "We dont put stitches on lip lacerations. Just let it heal on it's own. I'll give you some amoxocillian to keep it from getting infected what' s your pharmacy? take him to his doctor next week to check it out thanks a lot bye."
I was mad. Beyond mad. Could a nurse not have told me that at some point during the three hours that I waited? We didnt let him eat. We didnt let his brother eat. How can one doctor think he needs at least one maybe two and another say nope leave it alone? It's a pretty big gash. Dominic is just happy he doesnt need them but I still have my reservations. Keeping it clean and keeping food out of it wont be easy. We have to constantly have him swish his mouth out. And I am so afraid he's going to fall again and bust it open even more.
So we took him and fed him and a very hungry big brother that was so so upset that whole time but so very very good and we hit Target on the way home for the prescription some extra TLC. It was a $250 day and not in a good way.
Other mothers of CP children have asked me if he's broken anything. I always think my diligence has helped but maybe we are turning the path. His wild side cant be contained. He doesnt put his hands out to break his falls.
At the end of the day when everyone was cleaned up and in jammies it all hit me. The day in the ER (not a pleasant place two auto accidents sick people, hurt people, screaming people, babies with fevers and coughs and worried mothers) seeing Joseph's lip bleed so much, then turn purple then thinking about other things not one single doctor even asked about "did he hit is head at all? did he hurt anything else?" they didnt even check. But I did constantly checking.
He's fine now and has a story to tell and a cool wrist band. For me my stomach is sick with worry that my crazy very active boy who refuses to let anything stop him from doing anything he wants to do, might just be in for many more bumps and bruises and I hope MY heart can take it.
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