Another exciting trip to the ER

It seems these days that my only blog posts where I actually write are injuries, sicknesses or deaths.  But many people wanted the gory photos of H2's injuries.  So I'll give you my story.

I needed a mile and a half to meet my 20 mile quota for the week exercising, so Saturday, after a long day at work and a good meal cooked by my husband, I took off with my camera on a 3.5 mile photo/exercise walk.  I didn't get a mile down the path before I got a call from a hysterical E who kept saying there was so much blood, he didn't want to leave H2 and he kept saying he didn't know what to do.  I immediately turned around and started heading back to the house.  I think on the insistence of H2 they came and got me and off to the Baylor ER we went.  

It seems that while I was on my walk, the boys went down the street to a friends to play golf.  H2 was to close to E when he swung the club & BAM.

After clean up - a CT scan, several nurses coming in and telling H2 that "chicks dig scars".  We learned he lost no teeth, the cut was all the way through his cheek, he had a septal hematoma in his nose - which is just a giant blood bruise in the nose, but a hematoma in the nose apparently will rob the cartilage of its blood supply so that would have to be drained.  

The doctor told us we needed to be transfered to Children's to handle this (I'm really not sure that was a good decision.  I was not happy with Children's AT ALL.  Word to those in Big D - go to Medical City Children's - MUCH BETTER) and in the end we had stitches inside and outside of his cheek.  His nose was drained and a splint was sewn into his nose.  He didn't even flinch when they put in an IV.  He threw up Gatorade & blood in the car (yea us!)  We went to Baylor at 8 p.m. Saturday night, but didn't arrive home until 7 a.m. Sunday morning.  He slept until 4 on Sunday afternoon.  He is having a lot of difficulty with his nose, even more problems eating & drinking, but is enjoying the comfort of his mother's bed (Daddy has been banned to H2's bed).  H2 always sleeps with me when his breathing is an issue.  He also sleeps better & I sleep better because everything is right there that I need and most times I don't have to get out of bed to deal with it.

The best quotes of the evening - both from Hunter. Both which he said several times.

"I think I have a hole in my face."

"I'll never play golf again."

He's a trooper - he says he's getting a little better every time he wakes up.  I've seen him look better.  This was him this morning.  I can't get him to keep the ice on it to get the swelling down.  He says it hurts too much.  Today it is all about H2, his brother's gone for the day & I'll be on him to get everything right.

Another trip to the ER

There is a picture of this, however I will spare the few readers of this blog any photos.  My baby kitty - Cagey, well he got caught in the soccer net today.  He was in there for several hours and the net cut off the circulation to his back legs.  While the kids and I were at Ethan's school carnival Mason found him.  He called the emergency vet and followed the instructions.  However when Cagey started to try to walk, he was dragging one foot pretty badly so off we went to the Kitty ER. 

No nerve damage, thank goodness, we got a couple of shots to make the swelling go down and we got some antibiotics due to him chewing on his foot and leg.  Pray for kitty!

Updates - Hunter

This picture doesn't look that bad does it.  Well it was 2 hours in the ER.  Why you ask?  Hunter broke our neighbors sliding glass door with his head.  Yes, his head.

The doctor said he was extremely lucky.  No stitches were required either.  Mason is having me replace the sliding glass door in our house so this can't be repeated.

Another Sunday, Another Trip to the ER

What is it about Sunday's that makes some higher power decide that we should spend it in the ER? Yes, again on a Sunday night instead of doing normal Sunday night family stuff and going to bed and getting ready for another week of school, we spent it in the ER.

Ethan ran out of his room as we were putting him to bed tonight and managed to get his finger caught in the door. It had a noticeable dent where the door hit it and immediately turned purple. I jumped on the Motrin, grabbed the ice pack and Mason & I decided he needed to go to the ER and get an X-Ray. I drew the short straw and off we went. After a painful 3 hour wait in the ER waiting room we finally got into the back were immediately X-Rayed and in came the DR who looked at the very swollen purple finger and said he needed to check the X-Ray again. He came back and informed us it wasn't broken only a deep tissue bruise. OOH Baby!! So he's now in a splint and full of Motrin and hopefully off to dreamland.

I'm off to bed myself. Good night.

Ethan, don't stop a fall with your face!

Ethan was getting the most out of the play set in the backyard when he lost his hold on the bar he was swinging on and went face first into the ground. Yes, he literally "hit the dirt." As he is loading up for a trip to the ER, he said, "This is the worse bloody nose I've ever had."

After 3 1/2 hour ER trip he is sound asleep in the bed, his nose is not broken, but it will get worse before it will get better. The doctor informed Mason it would probably be purple before it was all over.

The thing that gets me is that I told him to come inside 10 minutes prior to the accident. He just wouldn't listen. Now look what happened. Kids will never learn, and parents will have to keep going to the ER because of it.