The Stats:
- 1 call to babysitter (our hermanita, Michelle) since Kate was asleep.
- 1 quick visit to Med School neighbor for a professional opinion.
- Just under 4 hours at Children’s Hospital.
- Zero stitches, one big tube of glue.
- 15 minutes of holding and maneuvering (fatty tissue was problematic).
- 2 minutes on the exam table before he fell asleep during the wound cleaning.
- 1-2 day follow-up with PCP.
- 1 bet that after 1 year, the scar won’t be visible.
- 2 very tired parents.
- 8:30am. Time we’re suppose to be on the 9th floor of Oschner for Paul’s post-op visit tomorrow.
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Leigh C. | 27-Nov-07 at 6:20 am | Permalink
Oh, dear Lord!
Everybody, feel better. Really.
Randy | 27-Nov-07 at 6:32 am | Permalink
This sounds like me at his age. On the positive side I now have a scar to complete the Harry Potter costume at my hairline.
shokufeh | 27-Nov-07 at 9:04 am | Permalink
Yikes! Okay, you guys have 3.5 days left in November. Once we hit December, no medical issues! (fingers crossed)
Emily | 27-Nov-07 at 9:54 am | Permalink
Hugs to the Little Man (& you)!! XOXOXO
Chris S. | 28-Nov-07 at 11:54 am | Permalink
He’s officially a boy. You’re required to test your ability to fly by the age of 5 to keep your Y-chromosome privileges current.
As for me, I jumped out of a second story window in my house when I was five-ish and landed on the lawn. Explains a lot, doesn’t it?
Cold Spaghetti | 28-Nov-07 at 11:59 am | Permalink
Chris: Remind me that the next time I see your Mom, I am buying her a seriously stiff drink. Oye.
Poists | 29-Nov-07 at 7:33 pm | Permalink
Hope all are okay.
I can’t believe I have this to look forward to in the next few years.
Hugs to all
Head Lima Bean | 29-Nov-07 at 8:02 pm | Permalink
aye…you are a superwoman! lots of hugs to you and the gang!
Andrew Kottenstette | 30-Nov-07 at 11:17 pm | Permalink
Hehehe,
As if by magic I had no stitches until the age of five. Grandma insisted I had a really busy guardian angel. That streak of luck ended back when they made Prell bottles out of glass. I was entrusted to use it alone. It fell in, broke, and got me on the shin. Four stitches! Lots of trauma, but I “became a man” by the time I had to get the stiches pulled out. Hehehe.