Let’s hope today is calmer

There was way too much excitement for my taste yesterday.

None of my children took baths all weekend, and they really needed them before school yesterday.  So I popped Camryn and Logan in the bathtub.  Camryn usually loves baths, but yesterday morning I guess she just wasn’t in the mood for one because she was trying to climb out and I was trying to keep her in.   I guess I should have just given up on the much-needed bath because she lost her footing and slipped.  She hit her head on the way down, and when she stood back up and I saw the blood pouring down her face, I knew it wasn’t good.  I quickly got her out, and after getting her dried off and dressed, checked out the gash.  It was pretty big and open, but the bleeding had already stopped.  Maybe I overreacted at first when I told Logan to get out of the tub and get dressed because we were going to be headed to the hospital.  I decided I needed a second opinion, so I called a friend who used to be a nurse.  By this time, Camryn was calm so I was able to get Logan’s things ready for school, feed the kids, get myself dressed, get Connor dressed (he was home sick yesterday running a high fever and just in general feeling yucky), all the while keeping an eye on Camryn’s gash.  By the time my friend got there, I was pretty sure that it was going to need some stitches.  Stephanie agreed with me, especially since it’s on her face, so off to the hospital we went.

Let me just say that I have the best friends.  Stephanie offered to keep Connor, and another friend met me at the hospital to get Logan and take him to school.  So it was just me and my girl at the hospital.

We got the royal treatment because it’s the hospital where my brother is the pediatric ER doctor.  He wasn’t working, but they took great care of us.  They took us right back to a room, and thankfully they were able to use dermabond instead of stitches.  45 minutes after arriving, we were on our merry way.  Camryn did really great.  She was happy and smiling until they wrapped her in a sheet like a burrito so they could clean and close the gash, but even then she only cried for a minute or two.

Of course I took pictures…well, only before and after.  I refrained from whipping out the camera while they were actually working on her.

Connor is still home sick today.  We’re not really sure what he’s got…he’s had a lot of snot and been coughing for about 6 weeks, and then he started running a fever on Sunday night.   We’ve been doing a sinus wash on him for the past 2 weeks trying to clear everything up, but it’s still there.  I took him to the doctor yesterday afternoon and he’s starting on some antibiotics and they did a swab of his nose to see what’s growing in there.  Poor kid.  He feels really miserable.

So that was my Monday.  Definitely not what I had in mind (especially since Monday’s are the day when all 3 are in school and I typically have nothing planned!)  Let’s just hope today is calmer, although with all 3 home, it’s anything but calm around here!