Fish Net

Its never a good thing when you receive a call from the school nurse. This morning after getting out of the shower I received the call most dreaded. "Hi, is this Cindy? Derek fell in gym class and cut his chin I am thinking he's going to need stitches." Wow a million things go through you head at once. Where are Sarah and Nathan going to go. I am taking him to the ER this time, I didn't take Sarah there for her lip and I should have. (See earlier posts about a "week in stitches" ) Call to Tim can you meet me at the Hospital our son is going to need stitches. Derek is in the school nurses station and I have no idea where that is. I have a Dr.'s appointment at 3:15 I need to be there for it and who knows how long this is going to take. So this is the random train of thoughts that run a much in my head 5 seconds after hearing the nurse say that to me. Derek is not one for pain, he really hates it. I am thinking about that too. The anticipation part for me is terrible, I can handle holding his hand when he is strapped to the papoose board but thinking about how he is going to react, absolutely flip out, is what gets me anxious. I get to the school and talk to the secretary and she directs me to the right hall way. When I get up there I hear a really raucous classroom and it just so happens Michelle is in there and she takes me to the nurses station. I am sure God put here there at that time because I had no idea how to get to my son and he needed me. Well I take a look at the underside of his chin and yep he's gonna need stitches. So off to the hospital we go and sit in the waiting room for a while and the anxiety is building up in me I know how much he hates pain and pain is coming his way. He is talking and laughing and crashing crayons off of each other in a war kind of way, only boys can make wars out of crayons! I love that about them. Then we finally go back to the room they confirm that he is going to get stitches and then the freak out that I have been building up for erupts. My poor son can not handle pain really. Heidi would identify! So here is what happens I am holding his legs and Tim is talking to Derek and then Tim almost passes out. Like I said I get sick and anxious anticipating, Tim is the opposite we are a good team. He has to go sit down another nurse brings him smelling salts and I am wrestling with Derek trying to keep my hysterical son on the table so that he can get his stitches. They finally get the papoose board and I am like whew! He gets his three stitches, the Novocaine shot is the worst part of all you know. Then its off to McDonalds to get him a milkshake, he also bit the inside of his cheek when he fell. So needless to say the poor tyke is tuckered. The sad part of the story is not over though. This weekend we are going away to a hotel for the championship girls basketball tournament and there is a swimming pool at our hotel and Derek has been talking about swimming for days. Now he can't he can't get it wet. Tim was like he can go up to his chest right, I am like oh no we are not going swimming. I don't need his chin to get infected. Anyway that is what I did today how about you? Did you have a good day?!