When Addie was walking out from school today, someone bumped into her, she tripped, and yep...she cracked her forehead open. The school called me and I came to pick her up. She was SO sad. Some sweet lady that lives next to the walk way where Addie fell, took her in and cleaned the massive amounts of blood up ( which scared the heck out of Addie) and fixed her up with a Dora bandaid. Nurse Amy sometimes gets overridden by Mother Amy...this is one of those incidents. It looked like it needed stitches, but I always second guess myself when it comes to my own kids. I called the Morgan Health Center and got one of the sweet nurses who said they were totally booked for the evening but to run over and she could give me her opinion. She thought she needed stitches too. So we headed to Ogden. And what a sight we were. Addie with her blotchy red face and red eyes, blood spattered all over. Kendal and I looked like we had just rolled out of bed...sweats and all. I had no makeup on and threw a hat on before I ran out the door. Lovely. We looked just lovely. At least Mason looked decent because had had gone to preschool earlier.
I took her to the instacare on Washington Boulevard. That was a mistake. I am pretty sure I got a newbie doctor with no confidence, no bedside manner, lacking in suture skills, and scared of crying kids. Horrible experience. At one point he came running at Addie with a needle and syringe full of lidocaine- not saying a word and then freaked out when she freaked out. He ended up using Dermabond glue to stick it together. He even told me she needed subcutaneous stitches with glue, but I think he didn't know exactly how or didn't have the confidence to do it. Nurse Amy thought he was a ding dong. Poor Addie was relieved she didn't end up getting a needle and DID NOT think it was funny when I told her she was going to look like Harry Potter. That comment made her burst into tears. Her laceration was about 1/2 inch long and to her skull. Eeek! Here is right before bedtime, poor punkin!
