Stiches

So today I received the dreaded phone call from school..." your son hit his head and I think he needs stitches". ummm my brain was trying to piece together how I was going to get that done. I didn't really want to drive out to Yarrow to get him, even though the secretary told me it was bleeding a lot so I told her to "just put lots of band-aids on, and I'll take a look at it when he gets home". Yeah, won the worst mommy award for that one. Once off the phone, I realized that it was going to be me and five kids in the emergency as Gerard had a home visit again and would not be able to take Timothy after work. So I met the bus at a bus stop close to the hospital and went to check out the new emergency addition that had been added. It was high time to see it anyway. lol. The school ended up taping it together.He is soooo not impressed, the doctor said he needed to have stitches. He was trying to be so brave but ended up having tears, and he became my little boy again and sat on my lap. And of course, Niessa and Sharleen started crying too because big brother needed stitches. It ended up being a good learning experience for them, they watched the stitches going in and could tell that Timothy felt no pain. He thought it was going to be so bad, but it went remarkably well. He was talking to the Doctor and asked if he had started stitching and he was already halfway done. He ended up "sporting" four new blue stitches. The doctor was amazing, so calm, and just talked Timothy through the whole thing. What movies he liked and on and on.

It went OK with all of us at the hospital, Gerard came when it was all done,(of course, smile) and I was feeding Breanne in the waiting room. And then the crazies started as we were behind schedule for the evening. Thankfully leftovers were planned for dinner (funny how that was) so there was no time wasted with cooking, just heat up and run. And run is what we had to do to get Gerard out of the door on time. I gotta love my man, after a really busy day at work, a couple minutes of rest in the emergency waiting room, then he was right there in the "trenches" with me serving dinner, and dishes, getting the kids to read their books and all the other bedtime things. And then out the door still doing his tie-up....