It must be a full moon or something. Yesterday while clipping Seth's finger nails, Eric clipped off the end of his finger. Ouch! This has happened so many times now I'm not sure why Eric just doesn't leave the nail clipping to Mama. Anyway, this time it was bad, bleeding all over the place. Eric had it bandaged up pretty good but in the afternoon while I'm in the checkout line at Old Navy I look down to see that Seth has ripped the band aid off and it is bleeding again, everywhere. Thankfully the cashier had some band aids and we got him patched up again long enough for me to pay for my stuff and get out of there. I was a little concerned that this wound was still bleeding that much 6+ hours after the fact so I called the doctor's office. The nurse reassured me that fingers just bleed a lot and there wasn't much that we could do except keep pressure on it. By this time Seth had ripped the band aids off again so I was sitting in the back seat with him in the Old Navy parking lot trying to fashion some sort of pressure dressing that he couldn't get off so easily. I succeeded and although he chewed on it a little, it held out until after bath time at which point I redressed his wound and it was no longer bleeding. Yay!
I also had to call the Mr. Yuk hotline yesterday because I walked into the bathroom and caught Seth slurping hand lotion out of the tube. Gah! Why would a child do that? It can't possibly taste good! Poison control assured me that hand creams are very safe. Num num. I didn't like that hand lotion anyway.
So I'm hoping we have had our fill of medical issues for awhile. On the other hand maybe this is just the beginning. Maybe we broke the seal and this is just what having a little boy means. I don't know, but it is really wearing me out.
I had a little peek into the future the other night. We were leaving a restaurant and passed by this group of people and I overheard them talking about how they were celebrating someone's 18th birthday. They were referring to a young man who was about Eric's height. They were discussing the upcoming basketball season and asking him if it was going to be a good one. *sigh* I got a little teary thinking about how someday Seth is going to be 18 and as tall as his dad, a foot taller than me. Yikes!! Can't they just stay little forever?
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Okay, I can't read this post...because every time I look at it I see the bit about Eric cutting the finger (I got the chills just typing that) and it reminds me of when I cut one of my girls fingers open like that and AUGH! I makes me cringe. Yuck! Sad! Ewwww! :)
(I did read the whole post btw. We called the poison control this summer - scary stuff, eh? What am I, Canadian??)
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