Our First Trip to the ER

Sunday evening during Bible Study I was in the nursery as usual.  Alexander had not napped and was unusually wild.  He was pretending Legos were rockets.  I had just warned him about throwing the Legos.  Within seconds he had fallen and hit his head on the Lego tower rocket he was carrying. 

 















He was only two feet away from me.  I immediately looked at the wound above his right eye and new it required stitches.  I left the other six children with the other helper and went to get Adam.  He was wrapping up Bible Study and I nodded for him to come with me.  

Alexander was crying a great deal, mostly because I had told him he had to go to the hospital.  He insisted he was okay and it wasn't necessary to go.  We headed directly to the hospital less than half a mile away. 

It was not the usual ER experience you anticipate.  There was no long wait or complicated registration.  My friend Maria quickly arrived and began comforting Alexander.  We had already contacted the doctor on call who attends our church.  We all expected a few stitches. 

They soon numbed Alexander's wound and he watched a little TV while waiting.  He had calmed down soon upon arriving.  He was very cooperative.  While waiting to start the suturing Adam went back to church to get Audrey. 

We wrapped Alexander in a warm blanket like a cocoon.  The doctor pinched the wound and injected more numbing medication.  Alexander whined and cried a bit through this.  It is so hard to see your baby hurting, but I knew this is what needed to happen.  He is such a strong little guy.  

He received four stitches above his right eye.  They expect for the wound to heal well and have little to no scar.  The stitches will be removed in five days.  Alexander was happy to come home and have a cinnamon roll and finish watching "Finding Nemo."  He slept well through the night and awoke happy this morning.  He said he wanted to thank Maria for his hat.  She had used a cap to keep his hair out of the wound.  He even said the hospital was pretty fun.  I am so thankful that the experience was not more traumatic and that my little trooper handled it so well.