Stitches

Well today started out so well...the girls and I got up ate breakfast and got dressed...the girls looked SO cute matching and I ended up matching colorwise also. So we were so perfect going out to Target. We went to Target and had a good trip aka the girls were perfectly behaved! Then we went to the pet store and enjoyed talking to the puppies and watching some turtles swim.

After all that we went home and I was putting away our goodies. Preheated the oven to make grilled cheese while the girls played and ate some fruit snacks (I bribe my kids to be good). And was waiting for a video TJ sent me to download. I was feeling like such a "put together mom". I was rocking my job!

Next thing I know Tommi slipped coming into the kitchen and smacked her face on the wall...I have NO idea how b/c it was on the hard wood floor, she was barefoot, and there was nothing on the floor. She cried out immediately. I figured it scared her more than it hurt. She was grabbing her face. So I moved her hand and saw nothing till the blood started pouring down her face. Panic set in...

I scooped her up and ran to the bathroom to get her a wet wash cloth, called TJ to tell him Tommi needed stitches and to see if he could meet me at the hospital, and in the process knocked Miley over making her cry. Tommi heard stitches and started crying harder "I don't want stitches, what are stitches, I don't want to go to the hospital!" With the bleeding taken care of (Tommi holding a wash cloth on it) I grabbed a couple snacks for Miley's make-shift lunch, scooped both girls up (forgetting shoes for them both), and was out the door.

The drive consisted of lots of shaking b/c I was not prepared for "real life" emergencies. They play through my mind daily but never had a "real" serious situation. My mom was not available so I called my dad. I needed prayer...more for me than her. I was speeding too much but I was kinda panicking  I hit road work which had me stopped for a good 5 min...ugh!!!! I was tempted to get out and say "Look I need to get to the hospital" but then it hit that she was fine and was not gonna die if I waited an extra couple minutes..which did not stop me from yelling at the driver in front of me for driving 45 in a 55 after we got moving. But I was ok...Tommi was quiet but shaking b/c she was scared. All I wanted to do was hold my baby...hold her and comfort her...or her comfort me :)

Got to the hospital, TJ and his dad met me in the parking lot and I handed the keys over, and walked what seemed like a mile into the ER carrying Tommi while she shook. In my mind I wanted the whole place the jump and fix my baby NOW! But they checked us in like it was normal...I guess it is for them haha They fast tracked us (sent us to the head of the line) and got us back in a room with in 7 minutes!

Tommi would not leave my arms so I had to sit on the bed with her. I finally convinced her to lay down so she could relax. The nurse came in and said "Good that is fixable" haha Next came the dr and talked to me all about stitches and what they will do. Being extra careful never to say "shot" or anything to freak Tommi out! I could have hugged him...found out later he has a 3 yr old little girl so he knew all too well what was up. While in the room alone I was able to look her over and noticed she hit her forehead all the way down to her chin...a red line across her whole face. She had a big ol fat lip by that point, with bruising inside her lip so I checked her teeth. All looked good...thank you Jesus!

Not too long later the nurse came in with some numbing gel which would take the edge off the numbing shot. We had to wait about 30 min for it soak in etc. Which in that time a nurse came in and set all the drs stuff up and Tommi asked "what is that?" to everything. I also spent that time explaining what was gonna go down, letting her know there would be no surprises and letting her get the scared tears out. So she went from crying to brave and back just getting it all out.

So then the time I feared came...the dr came in with his nurse and I had to get off the bed and stand next to my tiny 4 year old on a huge bed...she was NOT happy about this. The dr asked if he needed to strap her down b/c he couldn't limbs flailing with needles present. So I asked Tommi and through scared tears she wanted to just hold my hands (Thank God b/c I needed her to hold my hands to help me be brave) So they cleaned her cut with "brown soap" which Tommi thought was so funny and giggled the entire time. Then came the shot :( She didn't flinch when he first put it in but as he started moving to different spots she said "Mommy that hurts" and cried a bit. But she did SO much better than I expected. Then he rinsed it with a syringe with a cup on the end...which she also found super funny. Then the stitches...he did the first and she cried and said it hurt which had me pretty concerned but the dr said it was pressure she was feeling and not real pain. After the first stitch she had a bit of a crying fit telling the dr "Just give me a minute" which he gave her a couple seconds but then she got it together enough for him to keep going. I watched the whole thing. He did 2 more with less problem b/c Tommi figured out it was not pain. And finally it was all over bandaged and done! She seriously did SO well! The dr and nurse both said they needed to keep her there to show other kids how it is done! I was so proud of her!

Or so I thought...Tommi was fixed up but I got lightheaded from low blood sugar and the whole thing finally getting to me. I drank some water and fanned myself. I could hear Miley crying in the waiting room so I was trying to hurry out so I told the nurse I was fine. Tommi walked and as we made it out the doors into the waiting room I blacked out and had to sit down. Vision came back thankfully after I sat down. TJ brought me a diet coke. One of the nurses who had been in with us spotted me and said "Wait here, do not get up!" She brought back a wash cloth and ice. I ate some cracker and drank my diet coke. I felt much better but the nurse insisted I rode in a wheel chair out...ugh!

So we were headed home with Tommi in good spirits and me feeling better. We had to stop for the promised Slurpee! :)

She has not complained one bit about pain or anything so I am so glad! She even went to ballet tonight and did great!

I just thank God for protecting her from further injury and the fact she did not get knocked out. I also am so thankful TJ and his dad were close by, had finished working, and could meet me there. That was such a huge blessing, more than I could express. I was able to focus totally on Tommi and really just give her all my attention. I needed her as much as she needed me, if not more. I am also thankful for a wonderful hospital that took such good care of the both of us! We were in and out in an hour and 15 min. (including my episode)

My heart has yet to recover but I am glad my sweet girl is doing so well. I'm gladly letting her milk it...heck I sat in and talked to her a while before bed b/c she was just so sweet and full of theories of who she is braver than and the whole ordeal! :)

Poor Miley suffered a bit from lack of sleep and lack of a "real" meal but I snuggled her extra tight tonight too. I hope and pray these are our first and last set of stitches. Miley is crazy but hopefully she will avoid them!