His Lucky Day
I was switching a load of laundry from the washer to the dryer when I heard a thud and a howl from the other end of the hallway. Slamming the lid on the washer, I poked my head around the louvered door and saw my son holding his chin, wailing with his head thrown back.
"What happened, buddy? Did you bonk?" I asked in a mild voice.
"YES! It HURTS!" He pulled up short at my feet and presented his chin for inspection.
Okay, ew. He was attempting to use a basket as a footstool to reach the yo-yo that I had put at the back of our kitchen counter, and it slipped. The resulting blow on his chin gave him a gaping, 3/4" gash on the underside of his chin.
I took him to the kitchen, where I calmly handed him two chewable tylenol, had him use a sterile gauze to put pressure on it, and found some cloth tape to make a makeshift butterfly. It stopped bleeding almost immediately, and although I was able to get a bandage on it, I knew we needed to get stitches. Bleh.
Attention, Parents Who Brag About Their Children's Health and Lack of Accidents That Require Emergency Room Visits: Ssssh! Parenting Gods are listening. Learn from me.
I called the appointment service center and they instructed me to go to the ER. Do not pass go, do bring $50 for the co-pay. I threw myself on the mercy of the advice nurse to send a message to our pediatrician, because she let it slip that they did have that dermabond stuff at the offices. Our doctor took pity on us, and was able to squeeze us in, on the understanding that we would have to go to the ER if he couldn't fix it with the glue.
As we arrived at the office, my son turned to me and said, "Mommy, this must be my lucky day!" I asked him why. He said "I get to push the elevator buttons all by myself!"
He stayed chipper and cheerful through the appointment, and we were able to avoid a trip to the ER. We stopped at the store for 'cool' bandaids to keep the stuff covered, and made it home in time for me to blog about it.
All I know is, I want to trade in my bad attitude. I will eat Peanut Butter Panda Puffs and drink Apple Juice every morning if it will give me such a rosy outlook. I want to see my grinning mug in the silver lining. I want this to be my lucky day, too.