Will's trip to the ER

On Friday evening, Ben, Will and Andy were having fun playing in the rain. They were laughing and really enjoying themselves. It was time to come in and I wanted the boys to dry off at the door (as I'd just cleaned the floors to get ready for Andy's party the following day). Will was coming inside naked w/a very long towel wrapped around him. He tripped on the towel and fell on the hardwood floors. He hit his eye on the floor and it split just above his eyebrow. The verdict: 7 stitches.

First photo after the fall. My boys know if there's blood .... we must take a photo before we clean up. Have to document these memories....


Cleaned up a little.....


In the ER. When we first walked up to the doors, Will bolted in the opposite direction. He remembered having to get an IV for lung related issues. Luckily there were 3 policemen outside helping another lady to their car. One of them caught him before he ran into the street and the other showed him his scar from a injury he had in the same place. It helped to get Will through the doors.

Then - he had to talk to everyone, explaining how he and his brother were playing pretend pac-man and he fell and broke his head.


They put a bandage on his head w/numbing medicine, and then gave him a little something extra to drink b/c I told them Will was anxious and would be very difficult otherwise.


A pulse-ox on his toe.... he wanted me to get it glowing.


The doctor beginning to stitch him up. They gave him shots of numbing medicine in the cut. It hurt him pretty bad. But the doctor said "count to 10 and it won't hurt." it didn't take till 10 and Will was saying "this doesn't hurt. hey - it's ok - it doesn't hurt."


a close-up....


another....


After he was stitched up. I took this photo and showed it to Will. He said "Awwweesssssoooommmmeee. Thank you doctor." The doctor, still in the room had a big smile and said "wow, that's the first time I've ever been thanked for stitches." Will of course thought he resembled that of a super-hero.


All -done and enjoying a popsicle while we wait on paperwork....


The medicine that they gave him by mouth made him sorta act as though he was 'drunk.' He was so funny. He couldn't walk well - he was stumbling; his speech was slurred; and he was cracking me up. He kept asking why he was walking funny. Then on the way home he said "can we go back there again. that was so much fun. i want to go everyday! can we go back now?" i wish i would of gotten that on tape....

he goes back in 5-6 days (Thursday) to get the stitches removed.