I don't usually blog out of anger or sorrow, usually just to be informative and objective. Today is a little different. I am at the end of the rope I believe. This morning as most of you know Christian had to go back to the ER due to falling off the bed and reopening a wound that was still healing from stitches two weeks ago. The look in his eyes when he fell told me all I needed to know. He knew as well as I did that he had hurt himself in the same place as before. As he began to cry my heart sank as I picked up to inspect what had just happened and sure enough the same wound was reopened. Beth came running in in horror and knew as well as I did we were headed back to the ER. For a moment at the sight of blood I got sick and had to go the bathroom for a few minutes. After I composed myself, brushed my teeth, we were on the way.
We got into a room very quick. Nana arrived to comfort all of us. We chatted for a bit and then the PA arrived. He seemed a little anxious and I became a little concerned especially when he mentioned breaking out the papoose. All was going well until he seemed a little shaky starting the stitches so at that point I had to leave the room. I know how my brain gets and I was afraid that my emotions could possibly get in the way of what the PA was trying to do. So I walked down to a waiting area and as I walked away I could hear my son screaming at the top of his lungs. Minutes later I saw the PA back at the nurses station so I walked back to the room where Beth looked pale and Christian was still crying. Beth stepped out quickly to get some water due to her having an overwhelming feeling come over her body. She told me later the nurse had her sit down due to her looking a little nauseated. I was really mad at that point because we both felt the doctor had not numbed the wound properly and caused Christian a great deal of pain he didn't need to go through.
I have been fighting off tears all morning not believing that this could happen twice in two weeks. Anyway our baby is recovering and trying to keep him settled down is another issue.
He is up playing now. I find myself keeping close watch of him making sure he won't do something else to go to the ER. So please pray for him. And anyone wanting to contribute to the Christian Daryl hospital payback fund let me know. We could use the help. Anyway take care.
We got into a room very quick. Nana arrived to comfort all of us. We chatted for a bit and then the PA arrived. He seemed a little anxious and I became a little concerned especially when he mentioned breaking out the papoose. All was going well until he seemed a little shaky starting the stitches so at that point I had to leave the room. I know how my brain gets and I was afraid that my emotions could possibly get in the way of what the PA was trying to do. So I walked down to a waiting area and as I walked away I could hear my son screaming at the top of his lungs. Minutes later I saw the PA back at the nurses station so I walked back to the room where Beth looked pale and Christian was still crying. Beth stepped out quickly to get some water due to her having an overwhelming feeling come over her body. She told me later the nurse had her sit down due to her looking a little nauseated. I was really mad at that point because we both felt the doctor had not numbed the wound properly and caused Christian a great deal of pain he didn't need to go through.
I have been fighting off tears all morning not believing that this could happen twice in two weeks. Anyway our baby is recovering and trying to keep him settled down is another issue.
He is up playing now. I find myself keeping close watch of him making sure he won't do something else to go to the ER. So please pray for him. And anyone wanting to contribute to the Christian Daryl hospital payback fund let me know. We could use the help. Anyway take care.
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