Welp, the dreaded day finally arrived-- when one of my children would require either stitches or a cast. I have a feeling it's not the last time we will visit the doctors for this sort of event. 7:30 in the morning, Ivy is dressed for school and Sam and I are getting ready for the day. Ivy is "frolicking" (aka jumping around) in our bedroom and she trips, falls, and her head connects with the corner of the nightstand. Even before Ivy had a chance to open her mouth to cry, I heard Sam say right next to her calmly, "that's going to be stitches." Not funny, but sort of funny how it all happened. Haha! Next thing I knew, Ivy came into the bathroom with a look of shear panic on her face, not crying, but scared. Her head wasn't bleeding too bad yet but it was definitely a deep wound. I asked if it hurts, she said really nervously, "yeah." I said, "Ok lets see if daddy can put a bandage on it." Sam bandaged it up and told me to just take her to either the ER or urgent care. He couldn't come with because it was the first day of a very important rotation. I liked the urgent care place around the corner because they were fast so I opted for that one. Dropped Marshall off at a friends house, took her in. She got a shot of local anesthetic, then gave her 3 stitches! She was so brave. Didn't even cry!
This girl is hilarious. After all was said and done, I asked her if she wanted to take a rest day at home or if she would rather go back to school. She said she didn't want to miss seeing her teacher and friends so she'd rather go back to school. Ha! With her incision still somewhat bleeding, I hesitantly took her in 2 hours late and called the nurse to let her know what happened. Later that day around 3, I got a call from the nurse saying she came in for advil around lunchtime and that they ended up putting a bandaid over it because it was still bleeding a little. She said she was concerned because the wound had opened up a little and to just be aware that it wasn't quite held together very tightly. Well wonderful. Ended up taking her back to urgent care, per Sam's recommendation, and they said it was too late to redo the stitches so they gave me the number of a plastic surgeon to visit the next morning. We went the next morning and he simply cut steri strips to hold it a little tighter and told us to be sure to come back to him one week later to have the stitches removed. He was SO helpful and SO wonderful. Told us that if it doesn't heal up very well, that he would do corrective surgery to fix the scar. He was an amazing doctor! Very blessed we came across him. Anyways, super proud of Ivy and how brave she's been through the whole fiasco. Her stitches are now removed and other than being fairly sensitive around that spot on her head, she's doing much better.
Greatest part about this whole story... it all happened two days before school picture day. Hehe! What a memory.
