stitches
February 2, 20105 of them to be exact. And with my (now) aversion to hospitals and all things medical, this wasn’t exactly how I wanted to start my morning.
I knew from the cry that something was REALLY wrong. And I knew from the blood oozing down the side of his face that this morning wasn’t going to go as planned. I used a lifeline and phoned a friend. My mom, and shortly thereafter my sister, rushed right over to help a grieving mommy out.
I knew he had to be seen, but I SO didn’t want to go to an emergency room. That was where my current nightmare began 15 months ago. The walk-in clinic wouldn’t take us because of our new insurance (strike 1) so we had no choice but to head over to the ER (strike 2) where I was asked my marital status (strike 3) and soon learned that Shane would in fact need stitches (strike 4). This was our very first ER visit. And hopefully, our last.
(all pictures taken with my cell phone)
Apparently, when you’re 3, there is ALMOST nothing in life that a Happy Meal won’t fix (WARNING - bit of a “gross factor” here with food in the mouth):
Mary Garbarini: Poor Shane, brave guy! Must be a right of "boy-hood" or a "family thing". I remember Chris having a scar over his eye! Love to you both, Aunt Mary
Evan Mattingly: When he gets older, I have a feeling he will tell the girls he was attacked by a mountain lion and it got one good swing before he took it out... :) He is going to be just like his father. So sweet at this age. Enjoy every minute.
kristina: what a cutie! glad to hear you guys are okay. and what girl isn't going to swoon for the scar story someday :)
Aunt Mary: He is still the cutest little three year old in the world stitches and all ! LOVE YOU SHANE <3
Aunt Trae: My poor BudBud!