My child decided to roll off the couch while fully awake and found the side table. With his face. His mouth to be exact.
Now hurting his mouth is pretty standard for him. As he was learning to walk, he fell more than once and bit his lip. I assumed that was the case yesterday as well. I grabbed him a cold wet paper towel to chew on and as he did and the blood was clearing away. I saw it…and I knew it was as too open.
I didn’t wait for the second opinion responses from my family. We loaded up in the tula and walked. (Hubby had the car at work and I told him don’t worry about leaving since I got the bleeding to stop). We had planned to go to urgent care since I try not to use emergency rooms unless it’s truly an emergency but they wouldn’t be open for another hour.
We got in pretty quickly and the doctor there confirmed my suspicion…it needed stitches. OK. We can handle this just fine.
Guys, watching and hearing your child get stitches is awful and traumatic (ok not clinically but you get the idea). He had to be in the “papoose” so he wouldn’t wiggle. He did not like that and screamed the entire time. They couldn’t use the numbing gel because of where it was, his mouth. So he got the numbing shot without and felt it…
Mommy hearts are only so strong.
Once the doctor started with the stitches, I had to sit down because I was going to black out otherwise. Not my best moment as I wanted to be strong for Jude. The nurses were great and talked to him in the moments I had to calm myself. But I still feel like I failed him.
Once it was done, he nursed himself to sleep, Micah picked us up for his lunch break and we went home. Jude signed more, which meant he was hungry. So he ate. Then he climbed on everything and was obviously unnoticed by the mornings events.
So he’s fine. He will have a scar but he’s good. I hope he doesn’t remember it later. It was sad but I’m glad I trusted my instincts.
The pictures make me nauseous so we will skip those.