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February 21, 2003
Hi Everyone!
Well, we have now experienced our second trip to the ER!
On Wednesday, I got a call from Josh's daycare. I was away from my desk, so the assistant director left a message on my voicemail to call her back.
I am very involved in Josh's daycare program. I have mentioned before that it is on site at my office. There are about 100 children enrolled and the ages range from 6 weeks to 6 years old (they have an acredited kindergarten program). I am a member of the PTA and have volunteered and been involved with several of the extracuricular activities. I digress, but the purpose of this information is to explain why I wasn't the slightest bit alarmed to hear from the Assistant Director of Josh's daycare.
The only thing about the phone call that alarmed me was that she didn't say anything about Josh. That may sound funny, but usually when I get a call from his teacher or a staff member of the daycare, the first words out of their mouth are "Josh is fine, I was just calling about...." This time the message just said "This is Jacklyn from Josh's daycare, give me a call back when you return to your desk".
I, of course, called right away and was told that Josh had triped over his pant leg and fallen on the linoleum floor. I rushed right over and was surprized to see how bad the cut was. I am a little squeamish when it comes to blood and cuts but I tried not to react for Josh's sake. He stopped crying as soon as he saw me and I immediately took him to the ER.
Although the stitches were bad, the worst part of our ER visit was when the nurses had to put Josh in the papoose. First they had to put his arms in a white sling type thing that looks something like a straight jacket, it secures his arms and hands to his sides. Then they put a blue velcro papoose on him that secured his body to the table and the only thing he could move was his head and his feet. They covered his face with a white sheet that had a hole in it to leave his mouth and chin visible. I tried to be strong for Josh, but watching them strap him down and knowing that he couldn't move or see what was going on just broke my heart. When these things happen you just wish you could climb on that table and take his place. I kept thinking...I wish my chin was split opened instead of his. I started crying when they straped him down and didn't stop until the stitches were done and they were handing him back to me. I could have hugged him forever after that.
Josh was quite brave through it all. He only cried when the incident happened and when they were working on him in the ER. He wasn't even crying on the car ride over. I hope it was more traumatic for me than him.
After the stitches we went to Toys R Us and got him a Thomas the Tank Engine train. Then we went home to call John. Everything happened so fast I didn't have a chance to call him. I know it sounds funny, but it wasn't a priority because it would have taken him over an hour to get to the ER from his work, so he wouldn't have made it anyway. Needless to say, he wished I would have called him sooner, but did come home early to see Josh.
The good news is, Josh is fine and the stitches don't seem to bother him at all. The wound is healing nicely, no sign of infection. He is not crazy about the bandaids I put over them, but for the most part it has been easy to deal with. I have heard that removing the stitches is almost as bad as putting them in so, I am not looking forward to that. We have an appointment with his regular doctor on Wednesday to have the stitches removed.
When these things happen, I wonder what is going on in Josh's mind. Does he wonder why I let these people hold him down and put a needle in his chin? Does he know that they are doing it to make him better? Of course, I tell them that the doctors are going to make his chin all better, but I just wonder what he thinks about all of it. I hope he knows that I love him so much, that I would split my own chin open if it would take away his pain.
As for me, I am not PG so I have been able to take something for my cold, but I am still fighting it. John and I have decided to put TTC on hold for a couple of months because we would rather not have the baby around the holidays and we are scheduling a trip to Nicaragua in August. If I am PG for the trip I would like it to be early on. We aren't going to prevent PG, but I haven't even looked at my calendar and don't even know what day I am on. If it happens, it happens!
That's all for this week.
Thanks for reading!
Janet and Josh
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