We Had A Good Run - 5.5 Years

WARNING - THIS POST SHOWS BLOOD AND OPEN WOUNDS! You might want to skip it if you have a weak stomach. Though, I didn't get to skip the fun, so why should you?!

It really is by some ultimate miracle that Adam and I have avoided an injury related ER trip so far with these two. We had a good run - 5.5 years. But, I had been waiting for this day since Nick started to walk, the day Nick would need stitches. And Friday, May 23 was that day. As with all ER worthy injuries, it occurred when no one was watching and right before bed time. The whole cul de sac of kids was out side playing, the moms were sitting on the neighbors porch and Adam was in the back yard. The kids were chasing each other around, half running, half riding bikes. My view was obstructed by a bush, but we had a good sense of what was going on. The story we got was Nick was running, tripped and fell (shocker) right in front of one of the 6 year old little girls who couldn't stop in time and hit him with the bike. We are not sure exactly what part of the bike hit him, but it doesn't really matter. The moral of the story is, Nick took a bike to the head. I heard him crying right away and got up to see what happened, thinking he fell or someone took his bike. It was 9:15 and a little dark, so I couldn't see him that well from 2 doors down. He started walking toward the garage when I called for him and he started coming toward me. And that's when I saw what looked to be blood all over him. I believe an expletive came out of my mouth and I ran over to him, assessed it was a blood gushing head wound and took him to get paper towels to apply pressure and assess depth of the wound. He was literally covered in blood in a matter of seconds! He was far more worked up and a bit in shock by all the blood than the actual cut to his forehead. Adam and I grabbed the insurance card and extra paper towels and headed for the little ER around the corner. Less than 3 minutes later we were at the ER and within 10 minutes of leaving the house were in a room with a nurse and the bleeding had stopped. God bless Mercy for opening a new ER last fall that is 2.5 miles from our house. I knew it was going to come in handy. So, we got him cleaned  up, assessed the injury, decided on three stitches versus skin glue and were on our way. Nick did not cry once. He cried for the 30 seconds between the time he got hurt and I got to him and that was it. As soon as I got to him, he stopped crying and never cried again. We had the stitches removed on Wednesday, and again, no tears. He was more concerned about his busted up knees than he was about his head. His knees are ridiculous by the way. Our pediatrician was literally laughing at how busted up his knees are. And so, Nick had initiated us into our first (of many) trips to the ER. 

You can see on his left knee what appears to be the initial injury, when he tripped, and then got hit by the bike. And by Monday, he had 3 times the number of scraps and bruises on his knees.

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