Oh what a sad day it turned out to be for Cameron! This afternoon when the twins were SUPPOSE to be napping but weren't, and I was TRYING to get ready to leave to fly to AZ to help my mom with her move up here, Cameron thought it would be fun to open a draw in the kitchen that he never opens and grab a toy. Too bad it wasn't a toy it was a vegetable peeler. I tried to GENTLY get it from him but as soon as I tried he got a death grip on it. I THOUGHT I had gotten it out of his hand safely. He did't cry, he was just mad. I figured he was just tired so I went and got him a bottle. When I picked him up to put him in bed, I noticed BLOOD DRIPPING FROM HIM HAND. I quickly put a wet rag on it and applied pressure. I kept trying to look at it to see if he needed stitches (like I would know) but too much blood kept coming. I finally tried calling the doctor to talk to a nurse but was on hold forever. So, I called Michelle T. to see if she could come watch the kids so I could take him to the doctor (I couldn't just get a little neighbor girl to babysit because the bus was going to bring Brecken home soon and only certain people can be there to get him off the bus. Luckily, she was able to come right over (THANK YOU). Long story short, he ended up needing 3 stitches. They tried putting numbing gel on it but it didn't really work because he is 19-months old and does not hold his fingers still when you want him too. So, when they put the stitches in, I am pretty sure he felt EVERYTHING! He wasn't happy being pinned to the table by me and the nurse but screamed and cried with every poke of the needle. Yet at the same time, he really was tough. He didn't cry when the doctor was checking the cut out - just when he got the actual stitches. I was good and didn't cry until I got in the car to drive him home. Poor little guy was so exhausted from screaming that by the time they finished wrapping his finger up, he was asleep! Then I felt worse because we went home and an hour later, I left for the airport (where I am right now). I know Ed will take great care of him but I just really need to be the one rocking him tonight when he wakes-up because his finger hurts. Oh well. Ed promised he would be EXTRA sweet to Cameron for me. And my mom needs me - so off I go!
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Sounds like it was as traumatic for you as it was for Cameron. Those kind of days are so hard! I'm glad he got his stitches, he's hanging out with his daddy, and you get to help your mom as planned! Good luck this weekend, Michelle!
Cameron will be a trooper!
Sad! I'm glad it's over with, and luckily, he probably won't remember a thing! That's scary!
Poor Cam! Good thing in the long term he will not remember it. But, you will! Sorry that is a lot of stress when you are trying to get out of town. Hopefully days will be easier with your mom around:)
That is so HARD! We had a similar experience, only it was the top of our little Hannah's finger, from just above the knuckle up. It got pinched off at the hinge side of a door when it was shut on her. I swear she could feel every stitch the way she was screaming. Ohhh, I cringe just thinking about it! Poor boy!
I know exactly how you feel about wanting to rock him to sleep and be the one with him at night. I am sure Ed will be great but there is nothing like His MOMMY! Love ya and be safe. I miss your face!
Poor guy - and poor you! We've had stitches for both boys (multiple times for Peter) and for me it is the hardest part of being a mom - to see them hurt like that and need to go to the ER! Hang in there!
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