I’m used to Luke getting bumps and bruises – he’s a fearless little daredevil so he’s always getting into trouble. Including fracturing his elbow over the summer. But I’m not used to visiting Urgent Care twice in less than a week.
Friday afternoon, he was outside helping Dad and Joshua rake the yard. Not three minutes after starting, his eye “connected with the handle of Joshua’s rake.”
I was out getting groceries with Emily and when I came home, my poor little guy was still whining and saying “Mama, it hurt! Mom, I hurt!” Luke is our tough cookie, so I knew something was going on if he was still in pain.
Down to Urgent Care we went.
The doctor did a “dye” test where he placed a drop or two of dye in Luke’s eye, then shone a blue light in his eye to see if there were any injuries. Luke had scratched his cornea just below the pupil. Ouch! That happened to me when I was a kid and I remember how excruciatingly painful it was. No wonder Luke was complaining.
Thankfully, they were really nice and quick. We were in and out within an hour!
Even with that painful injury, Luke was still running around like normal not long after. And now 4 days later, his eye looks perfectly normal, aside from two small scratches just above and below his eye lid. It never ceases to amaze me how quickly little ones heal.
Yesterday evening, I was making dinner when Luke came in the room, crying and holding his head. He had sliced his head open, straight up and down through his eye brow! Once again, I didn’t see it happen, but Joshua was there. (Maybe I need to keep those two separated for awhile! I know haha, like that would ever happen! Those two are constantly together.) He reported that Luke tripped and fell into the door frame. And then later, he pointed to the door itself. So who knows?
All I knew is that my baby was dripping blood off his head and when I blotted it dry, the wound was gaping.
Darn. Another trip to Urgent Care.
(They are so going to think we’re abusing our kid!)
The PA (Physician’s Assistant) who stitched up Luke had an awful bedside manner. She didn’t tell me what they were doing and then when she wrapped Luke in this cruel-looking straight-jacket type contraption, I was getting nervous. I allowed it because I knew he needed to be kept still while she stitched near his eye, but it would have been nice if she had stopped and talked to me first.
But then the PA tried to shove me out of the way and wrap a sheet around him too. She wasn’t explaining why or anything. Just doing it. I was holding poor Luke’s hand – he was screaming and completely terrified (broke my heart!) – and she was trying to shove me away so I couldn’t touch him!
As Nate said, the “Mama Bear” in me came out. I told her I was going to hold his hand and that he was already wrapped as tightly as could be and couldn’t move. I wasn’t in the way and it’s not like it was an emergency-situation anyways. She tried to get me to move again and I refused. Again, no explanations – just orders. I don’t respond well to that. Then she had the nerve to tell us “Well, then you’ll have to go to the Emergency Room and they’ll sedate him.” !!!!The rudeness!!!
At that point, Nate stepped in and told her there was no reason for that. (Thank goodness he was there, because I was ready to grab Luke and walk out of there!) The kind nurse told me that I could hold Luke’s hands under the sheet. Which I was okay with. I wasn’t being unreasonable – I just wanted to comfort my terrified baby. Don’t come between me and my baby and treat me rudely! Really!
But rude PA aside, Luke has four stitches.
He’s perfectly fine and acting like nothing happened.
Me? I’m still a little shaken from the incident with the PA and seeing my poor baby so scared. But thankfully he’s fine now and hopefully I’ll never have to see that PA again.
Hopefully we won’t be visiting Urgent Care for awhile, although somehow with my accident-prone family, I don’t see that happening.
Whew. There was our weekend. Or Friday and Monday.
How was yours?!