Sometimes it is adventuresome having a growing boy in your house. It seems he and his body don't always work together. Saturday Adam was taking a shower in our stand up shower. He slipped and hit his head right by his eye on the built in bench in the shower. When I heard him screaming frantically I went in to find him out of the shower with blood running down his whole body and him screaming hysterically. We got him cleaned up a bit and put a cold cloth on his head. I could see right away that it was going to need stitches. Greg was out running a quick errand so while we waited for him, we got some clothes on him and got the other monkeys out of the bath tub. Then when Greg got home, Adam, Curious George and I headed for the hospital (George is a stuffed monkey Adam's teacher lets each of the kids take home one weekend, and they are supposed to journal about their adventures together. Adam didn't think George had been to the hospital before, so we took him). At the hospital we discovered just how fortunate we were. It didn't appear Adam had a concussion and he didn't do any permanent damage to his eye. He did have to have stitches though. They put one stitch inside, and the doc who sewed him up said she could see the occular muscle but that it hadn't torn at all. Then she put 7 more on the outside, including 2 on his eyelid. Adam did awesome! The worst part was the numbing medication they had to inject all around his eye. It burned pretty badly. He said to me on the way home in the car, "I'll be the star of primary tomorrow. That is the one good thing about being sick or getting stitches, you get a lot of attention." Spoken like a true extrovert. I worry a little about the scarring on his face, but hopefully that won't be too bad. Also, he has to sit out from recess and PE for two weeks. I think that will be the hardest part of it all. Of course everyone teased Greg and I about how we treat our children, but Adam set them straight with the real story. The pictures aren't great, but it is what I have. Maybe I will try again later.
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Ouch!
Man, that is scary. I'm not sure what I would think if I saw my kid with blood running all down their body! I'm glad there wasn't any serious/permanent damage and that he was such a trooper getting all the stitches. At least he now has another great war story to add to his collection to brag about later on :)
Wow, I didn't get stitches until I was in college. Adam beat me by 12 years. That is a beautiful shiner. Wear it with pride.
Adam can just join the rest of us with scars on our heads/faces. Shane has a little one by his right eye and I have a huge 1 (or 3) on my forehead.
I'm glad he was such a trooper. This story made me sad and I told Shane I don't know what I'll do when our kids get hurt.
Oh and Ann, I got my first stitches when I was 2!
Don't worry Adam, having a scar by your eye for most of your life isn't so bad. And now I don't even remember what it was like when your mom slammed that door into my eye. There are still some emotional scars however...Just kidding Tammy!
Adam's mother was the most often injured Ebbert child
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