I had a pretty nice mothers day. My dad invited his kids and their families to a nice dinner at a steak house. We all went and had a really nice meal and my mom got to see her family on Mothers Day. We finished our food and wandered back into the lobby of the restaurant. I don't know exactly what how it happened, but the next thing I know my sweet Sasha smacks her face so hard into a table top. I thought she got hurt, but I had NO IDEA what actually happened. She started screaming and blood starts pouring down her face. I grabbed a clean towel from the bar and put it over the wound. My whole family helps us get out of the restaurant and my sister, the nurse, takes a quick look at it and tells me to go to the hospital. I was so scared!!!
Did I mention we have 3 more weeks before my husbands new health insurance covers us? Of course this would happen during the waiting period!
We drive to the urgent care clinic and the nurse takes one look at the giant gash, that was once my daughters eyebrow, and tells us to go to the big hospital and ask them to call a plastic surgeon. I am now officially freaking out! I take her back out to the car and she is still scream crying and she begins saying, "Why can't someone just get me a bandage and let me go lay in bed?" She says this on repeat while sobbing. My heart was breaking into a million pieces. There is nothing in the universe WORSE than seeing your child in pain and not being able to stop it.
We get to the emergency room and prepare for the wait. Most ER's are chaotic, but this was ghetto night at the hospital. There were lots of cops and bloody, hand cuffed gangster thugs. NOT the place you want to go on mothers day, and my daughter is still sobbing loudly. Not to mention everyone is trying to get a better look at what is wrong with her eye.
Lets not forget that Dave is a major germ-a-phobe which makes any trip to the hospital a million times worse. His anguish was plastered across his face.
It's finally our turn and we get a room. The nurse guy come in to look at the wound and his reaction, causes me to feel very hot ,dizzy and sick. I was going to pass out big time. It was so deep and hanging open. I can only imagine how much pain she was in. Dave and I are SO not cut out for this kind of stuff. We are both control freaks and sitting by, watching our child in pain is the epitome of feeling helpless. I have never seen my child bleed like this and I hope I never have to again. Everything felt so horribly wrong with the universe.
She was given loritab and they put something on the wound to numb it really good. As the medicine took effect she was finally able to calm down a little, but she was so scared. Fear of the unknown is awful and every time she heard a the doctor mention the word stitches, she started crying again. I would have done ANYTHING to have traded places with her. Dave calmed her fears as much as he could but all the waiting was difficult.