Good News: Luke is walking!
Bad News: Not well enough
With the humongous difference in personality between my two kids, I never thought that Lucas would need to get stitched up before Taylie. I am shocked that Taylie is not known by name in the E.R. with what an accident magnet she is...anyway. Lucas got up and was toddling along and he tripped, smacked his chin on a bar stool which lead to him biting a rather impressive gash into his lower lip. I wiped away the blood and expected it to stop, so when it kept gushing, I was a tad concerned. Of course it happened at 4:58pm so the doctor is gone and the after hours clinic doesn't see patients till after 6pm, and on this particular night they were booked till 7:10pm. Right at bedtime. *sigh* So my sweet brother drove Lucas and me to the ER to get his lip stitched up, without being numbed. It would have been 2 extra pokes plus the burn of the medicine, then we would have got to hold him down again for one stitch. I was told it would be less painful/traumatic that way. The poor boy was a trooper!
This is him that night after we got home:
Bad News: Not well enough
With the humongous difference in personality between my two kids, I never thought that Lucas would need to get stitched up before Taylie. I am shocked that Taylie is not known by name in the E.R. with what an accident magnet she is...anyway. Lucas got up and was toddling along and he tripped, smacked his chin on a bar stool which lead to him biting a rather impressive gash into his lower lip. I wiped away the blood and expected it to stop, so when it kept gushing, I was a tad concerned. Of course it happened at 4:58pm so the doctor is gone and the after hours clinic doesn't see patients till after 6pm, and on this particular night they were booked till 7:10pm. Right at bedtime. *sigh* So my sweet brother drove Lucas and me to the ER to get his lip stitched up, without being numbed. It would have been 2 extra pokes plus the burn of the medicine, then we would have got to hold him down again for one stitch. I was told it would be less painful/traumatic that way. The poor boy was a trooper!
This is him that night after we got home:
This is as close as I could get with a wiggly baby and it is blurry...sorry.
The aftermath. Mine and Luke's clothes with blood all over them.
we were both in white of course! :(
...and this is him the next morning.
Happy as can be, fat lip and all. If you can enlarge this, it give a better look at the lip.
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Poor little guy. What an adorable smile he had in the morning though.
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