The Nut Doesn't Fall Far

You know how my husband takes his regular trips to the ER?  His youngest is becoming a wounded warrior, as well.

People warned us of the evil trampoline and all the accidents that will accompany it.  Tonight all 3 kids were running around the outside of the net and Eli took a head dive off.

There were a few tears as he came inside.  After a minute of snuggling I checked out the back of his head.  Sure enough, there was blood back there, along with a big ole gash.  Of course this occurred on Sunday evening at 5:00.  Why do they always need the doctor on the weekend?

We went to a pediatric urgent care place.  We were in and out within an hour.  Little man quit crying about 5 minutes after it happened.  Not another tear was shed.  They cleaned it and he winced a tiny bit.  They gave him some numbing stuff, then injected a local.  The doctor had to insert the needle several times inside the cut, and my brave little warrior quietly and calmly whispered "Ow" once.  Then he got 2 staples that had to be taken out and redone, followed up with 7 staples.  No crying, no kicking or thrashing about.  He just sat there and took it like a man.

my little Frankenstein

Afterwards I showed him the picture.  He was quite puzzled as he asked, "Whaaat?"

post script:  Eli asks to look at the picture of the hole in his head.  Then he laughs at it.
Such a boy.