Staples

I don't know why I haven't blogged about this earlier but Pete got his first set of staples last week.  The kids were playing in ERH's room when I heard the thud.  Apparently they were playing "piggy back" on ERH's bed when Pete fell off and hit his head on her dresser. 

After I cleaned up some of the blood, I realized we needed intervention.  I said a prayer and off we went to the doctor.  ERH sobbed the whole time, worried about her brother.  

We had the sweetest nurses of all time helping us.  They cleaned the cut and gave us some topical numbing medication.  Then the doctor came in, gave the novacaine and put three staples in.  Pete did not cry.  He was calm and ready to have it over with.  It was amazing.  I was thanking God the whole time.  

ERH, on the other hand, was asking a million questions.  She just wanted to be sure she understood exactly what they would be doing to her brother.  Thankfully, the doctor loved her inquisition.  

As the mother of a boy I know this is not the last time we will visit the doctor for stitches and staples.   I am just thankful for wonderful medical professionals to help us.

Comments

[Heather]

How scary! I am glad he is okay.