No Thanks!

Yesterday Taj went "hiking" with his Daddo and about 15 feet into the "hike" (but was more like a regular walk) Taj tripped and fell straight into a rock.  It was just one of those things. Mark said that it wasn't a big fall and he couldn't even see the rock he hit, but nonetheless...hit it he did!  I was so glad that I wasn't there for this part because Mark said it bled A LOT.  He got Taj back in the car after taking his shirt off to use to absorb the bleeding and called me.  We met at the Pediatrician office who helped clean him up and then off to Quick Care for stitches.  The Pediatrician would normally have done it but the doctor on duty had hurt the tendons in his hand and could no longer perform stitches.  However you should know that by this time Taj was happy and just hanging out and most of the bleeding had stopped, but he still looked a fright!  Anyhow after the a few hours in the Quick Care waiting room he got himself 3 stitches!  That was no fun. Taj had only had himself 12 Ritz crackers for dinner and by now it is about 2 hours after his normal bedtime (PLUS..he had skipped his nap that day!) They actually asked Mark and I to stay and help hold him down...and that was no fun!  They wrap him in a blanket and then lay a cloth that has a hole in it over his face so that only the cut is showing.  So Taj is bound up, face covered and held down while being stitched up.  They give him a shot to numb the area so after that I knew he wasn't in pain...just terrified.  That last for about 15 min while they did the stitching and he kicked and screamed the whole time.  The sewing part doesn't gross me out...I just didn't like the crying.  But I kept my calm voice up and whispered into Taj's ear that we were right there and he was okay. The doctor commented on what a "good fighter" he was.  Once he was done being worked on and I got him in my arms he stopped crying, so it was okay.  But once we got into the car I had to have myself a good cry (and yes Mama I was missing you EXTRA right then:).  So it was not fun.  But Taj is a-ok now.  He was happy when we got home, just sleepy.  We had some milk and went straight to bed.  Then today he has been great.  He keeps messing with the band-aide we put on there, but he slept through the night and is a taking a dozy of a nap right now. 

Mark has been wonderfully calm and kind (as usual!) to both Taj and me throughout the ordeal, and I can safely say that I feel like I earned myself a badge of motherhood for enduring my first emergency room visit!