Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Everybody Needs A little Triage Sometimes

Well the record stands at Brooklyn 1, Corban 0, and Nathan 3! Three major accidents for this boy! You know, the comparisons between Nathan and his Uncle Brian have been going on since the day Nathan arrived, but the one I never wished him to resemble was Brian's propensity to accidents, so we'll have to certainly pray that curse off him right away!
First he fell head first out of the cart at Sam's, onto the concrete, began throwing up, went lethargic and off we raced to the ER at

21 months old.

Next, came the untimely broken arm. No rushing to the ER on that one, daddy was in the middle of a poker game!

4 Years Old

And then this afternoon, as I'm working in the office, I hear a crash to make your hair stand up. Next, I hear Nathan tearing down the hall, lips blue because he never breathes when he's hurt himself, running into my arms. I grabbed him up, held him, reminding him to breathe. Finally he calms down, his color returns, and I pull him off my chest to ask him what happened. "I fell of my bed!" (The top bunk that is.) Oh no, I say. Where does it hurt, I ask. "My EAR!" At which time I see lots of blood on his Chinese Cousin shirt. "Great, he's ruined another important shirt, now how am I going to get this off of him?" Oh, wait, "Where is the blood coming from," I finally think. I brush back his extremely long hair to reveal a split lobe gushing blood everywhere!

Time to go into ACTION MOM mode. Find clothes, get dressed, where's my bra? Where are our shoes? Brooklyn, grab a towel! Everyone in the car! Call the local Care Now, we're on our way, clear the triage room! Drive crazy down 377 and finally get in the door, but not until Nathan trips going up the unusually large steps into the clinic onto his face. And of course he's holding his gushing ear, so he doesn't put his hands down to catch himself at all!
A shot of good stuff, and daddy arrives just in time to survey his 5 new stitches!
6 Years Old

Now, if our trend continues I have until he's 8 til our next visit, plenty of time to save up for the deductible he always seems to meet for the year in a single visit. These pictures don't seem to capture the intensity of the situation, since they were after the stitch and clean up portion of the day. I have much gushier pictures on my blackberry, but you're lucky I can't figure out how to get them off and put them up here! Brooklyn and Corban were home from school sick with fever, sore throats, and Fifth Disease, I could post some pictures of their lovely rashes? Any takers?


Amy Woods said...

Oh my goodness!! Bless his heart! That same thing happened to me when I was about his age. Split both my ear lobes in two. That is so not fun! I'm sorry you guys have had such a tough week. Give Nathan a huge sloppy kiss from his Aunt Amy.

Mimi Martin said...

Oh my! Give him a soft hug from me too. And yes, we pray blessings and safety over him and the others as well in the future. No more patterns - only God's goodness. And, by the way, who was that holding little Nathan when he was 21 months - the dude had hair - oh, wait, that was Daddy!