The good news is that it has healed up beautifully and the stitches can come out probably tomorrow. I think I'll snap one more picture to add to this post of the stitches as they look now. Thank goodness for Dr. Dad and Diego band-aids!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Stitching Up Brennan
Last week Shaylie and Brennan were running laps in the house while I clipped coupons (My new hobby...) when I heard, "Tag! You're it!" Crash!! Followed by screams. I hurried over to find poor Brennan holding a cut on his head. As soon as I had him cleaned up enough to get a good look at it I knew he needed stitches. I loaded up the van and we took a trip to see Dr. Dad. Brennan was remarkably unphased by the whole thing. Once he got over the initial bonk, he happily rode in the van and munched on a snack. I couldn't believe it. He calmly explained to Daddy that he bonked his head. Carter agreed that sutures were in order. The nice tecnicians came running in with little toys and a sucker, but I can't say they helped much. This part was awful. After he was numb, I had the horrible task of holding my sweet baby still for the procedure. Poor Carter had the even worse job of stitching him up. I could tell it was hard for him. These pictures were taken right afterwards.
The good news is that it has healed up beautifully and the stitches can come out probably tomorrow. I think I'll snap one more picture to add to this post of the stitches as they look now. Thank goodness for Dr. Dad and Diego band-aids!
The good news is that it has healed up beautifully and the stitches can come out probably tomorrow. I think I'll snap one more picture to add to this post of the stitches as they look now. Thank goodness for Dr. Dad and Diego band-aids!
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5 comments:
Ouch!!! Glad he's o.k. I guess that's something I'll have to look forward to with having kids huh?? hahaha..
Welcome to the club little buddy. My memories of stitches included a dental chair and the smell of fluoride, yours will consist of a table and the smell of dogs........... you win! Life goes smoother if you learn to enjoy it.
Poor Kiddo!! Thank goodness I do not have the memory of being stitched up by my dad. But I probably should have been after Carter tripped me into a large Planters nut can! Oh, childhood memories!
What a sweet courageous boy! Just take the knocks and let them roll off your back while you look for the joy! (That joy is always there, by the way!)
oh that would be a tough one for you both as parents. It is nice to not hafta worry though about sitting at an urgent care, waiting for an hour or so to have someone else to do it...who may not be as skilled or gentle...Yay for Dad's!!
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