Motherhood Mondays: On Toby getting stitches
While we were on Christmas vacation, Toby hurt his little foot...
We were staying at the Hotel Oceana Santa Monica, our home away from home when we're in L.A. (This is the view from our room, above.) One afternoon, Alex went for a walk on the beach, while I was putting Toby down for his nap. Toby was toddling around the room; I was planning to give him some water and sing some lullabies.
Suddenly, I heard a crash and, a split-second later, a huge cry. I ran over to Toby and saw that, lo and behold, he had pushed a water glass off the bedside table, and it had gashed his foot.
Heart in my throat, I scooped him up, ran to the bathroom and put him in the bathtub. Then I ran to the phone and called the front desk. "My baby hurt his foot. Please send someone up right away! Thank you!" I said, then ran back to Toby.
Toby was wailing in the bath, and blood was everywhere. I rinsed off his foot to see the damage--luckily, it looked like just one small but deep cut on the top of his foot. (Sometimes the smallest cuts bleed the most, haven't you found?) I quickly wrapped his foot tightly with a clean washcloth and pulled him into my lap on a stool next to the tub, to cuddle and kiss him.
The sweet front-desk attendant hurried into the room (looking a little shocked by the scene! It was a literal bloodbath!), and I requested milk, bandages, and a cab to the closest hospital. She got everything in record speed, and Toby and I were soon whisked to UCLA Santa Monica; happily, at this point, he had calmed down a bit with his beloved bottle of milk, although his eyes were still wide and watery. Meanwhile, I was still pressing the washcloth tightly around his foot.
At the hospital, the nurses and doctors attended to us immediately. They were really gentle with Toby. A flat-screen TV above his hospital bed played cartoons, and Christmas carolers even came down the hall with puppies! It was kind of amazing.
Toby was still really upset, of course, and I sang to him and kissed his sweet red face while they were working on his foot. The doctor gave him a couple shots to numb his foot before the stitches, but those shots sting (I knew exactly how they felt, because I hurt my own foot while pregnant!). I think he was also scared by all the commotion and having to keep his foot perfectly still.
It was heartbreaking to see tiny salty tears rolling down his cheeks. All my singing and kissing wasn't doing much in the face of six stitches! It's really hard to see your baby in pain, and my heart went out to all those parents of children who are actually sick in the hospital; I can't imagine what it must be like.
When the procedure was over, I gave Toby some of his favorite toys to play with and cuddled him while signing paperwork. He had stopped crying, but was still doing those aftershock catch-your-breath quiet sobs every now and again--parents, do you know what I'm talking about?
By the time we walked out of the hospital, Toby had fallen asleep, exhausted, in my arms, with his head on my shoulder--he had been through so much! He took a cozy nap in the sunshine outside the hospital, while I sat and leaned against a tree. It was a peaceful, breezy moment after all the chaos.
After that, we returned to the hotel, got well-deserved hugs from Alex, had a relaxing afternoon and put Toby to bed.
The funny thing was, I remained pretty calm and collected throughout the day, but once Toby fell asleep at night, I was suddenly flooded with emotions. It was a true delayed reaction, which I've never really had before! Alex poured me a big glass of wine and held my shaky hand. It's so rattling to see your baby in pain, even from something as innocuous as a cut on his foot. I know there will be more bumps and bruises in the future; I'll have to strengthen my mama's resilience and learn to be as brave as my little man.
Have your little ones ever gotten hurt? How was it going through it? Can you imagine how our own parents felt as we got banged up and took risks? Did you ever get a broken bone, stitches, etc.?
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Poor Toby! My kids have had some real doozies (the climbing-out-of-the-crib stage is a REAL fun one), but I'm always shocked when the pediatrician says that there's no need for an office or hospital visit. Good job keeping your composure in a scary situation, Joanna!
My 2 year old daughter dislocated her elbow while we were at a wedding out of town this summer (friends were doing the 1-2-3 SWING! move with her). We had a very similar ER experience - and my daughter also fell asleep in my arms after. It was so hard to hear her cry that hard, especially when they had to take an X-ray and made me leave the room because I'm still of childbearing age...
aawwwhh!! ;P
I had the same thing when my, much younger, sister slammed her finger in the Volvo door - those doors are HEAVY! She was so brave and I was really calm, got ice, drove her to the hospital, etc. It wasn't until later that I realized how rattled I was. I guess it's that Mama Bear instinct. Happy Toby's OK.
When my son was 18 months he was bouncing in his crib and flipped over the top of it and landed on his head. On our wood floor.
I heard a huge THUD and my heart fell into my stomach as I ran in to see what had happened.
It was the scariest motherhood moment ever. That night we bought him a toddler's bed.
I hope Toby is feeling better!
Poor Toby! And I totally know what you mean with those aftershock deep breaths. Liv gets them and every single one breaks my heart.
growing up, my sisters and i would have the normal scrapes & bumps that resulted from whatever activity we were doing outside. we always knew never go to our mom, because she would be an emotional wreck. she would cry & berate us for being clumsy, fretting over us if we had scars. we would go to our dad instead. as they grew older & i stopped playing outside, if they injured themselves, they came to me in secret & i would tend to their wounds. it would be like a covert operation to tend to them, every sister & cousin in on the act to NOT let our mother/aunt find out about the injury.
Oh, my eyes got watery! Two of my three kids have been to the OR and I'm sure I aged during the eternal hours until they woke up.
That first picture is so lovely, your Toby is such a beautiful boy.
Congratulations on keeping your cool.
Hope he has a speedy recovery!
Love, Florencia
You handled that so well! I want to kiss his tiny little foot, poor thing...
xoxo to Toby! (And good job Mom!)
Glad he's ok! Way to be so collected!
I remember when my daughter first bled from hitting her lip on the toy box. I was a mess. Although nothing was as bad as when she was admitted to the hospital for lyme disease. I felt so helpless as all the doctors poked and proded her with IV's for what seemed like hours. My husband stayed with her overnight and I went home and wept. When I went the next mornign she was happy and smiling. Children are amazingly resiliant and brave - far more than adults.
Oh my goodness, this story made me cry. Poor brave little Toby! And you thought and acted so quickly, that's amazing! I'm glad he's okay and you too. I just love hearing about him and your love for him is always so palpable.
what a little champ! my mother was truly devastated by my first injury, a small graze to my left arm.
poor toby!! so glad you were in a place that could get you quick help!
Poor little guy! Fast thinking on your part to call the front desk; delegating out the task of calling a cab and everything else left you time to be with Toby, who definitely needed your comfort. What a scary situation though! Glad to see he's okay (and getting more adorable every time we see pictures!)
Oh- i got all teary. My son hit his face on our headboard this past summer and separated the gum from three teeth. I literally ran down the street to the doctor's office. They brought someone from the er up but there was nothing to be done about it (no place to stitch.) They assured me it would heal quickly and it did but wow, saw it every scary to see all that blood pouring from his little mouth!
Glad Toby is healing well!
Oh no! I can only imagine what it was like! I'm so glad he wasn't badly hurt! I know it must have been so nerve wracking to have him get hurt.
My mother earned sainthood status. I have 3 little sisters and all of us have fragile bones. To give you an example, I lost count of how many bones I've broken at 20. Can you imagine 4 girls under the age of 9, and 3 with broken bones!
aww poor Toby! my son hasnt had anything majorb(hes only 5 mnths) but last night he fell on his face from our fiends lap and i had him scooped up and was hugging him before anyone else even realized what happened!
when i was one i pulled a lamp over and sliced m whole forehead open, i was screaming and blood streaming everywhere and my mom had to help hold me dwn while they gave me 18 stitches. to this day my mom says it was the scariest moment of her life. good news is i was back to my normal goofy self the next day and minus a very tiny scar everything was fine!
I'm not a momma but when I was a really small girl, probably about five, my little brother and I were playing at a friends house. My brother decided to wade into some murky water. All of a sudden, he screamed in pain, pulling his foot out of the water. Blood was every where. I told our friend to help my brother home as I raced back to the house to tell my parents. I was completely calm until I reached my parents and then I was bawling.
I think our motherly instincts help to keep us calm in scary situations with the little ones, even when we aren't yet mothers.
Aww, sory to hear lil Toby got a boo-boo :(. Kids are very quick. Glad it was not to bad. That was very cool you stayed calm, which is very important. Feels better soon Toby & Ty 4 sharing :)
My sweet baby girl had this fancy trick when she was about 16 months. We would be walking hand-in-hand and she would just drop to the floor, thinking it was the funniest thing ever. As we were walking down a hall, she did it, but this time she dropped to the floor and started screaming. Unable to move her own arm we took her to the ER where we found out that thankfully it wasn't a broken arm, just a simple nursemaid's elbow. It was terrifying while it was happening! (And of course she did the catch-her-breath sob the whole way home!)
Times when our babies are hurt are the worst! My little guy broke his nose earlier this year and I was an absolute mess. Luckily he's only 2, so the break wasn't as severe as it would have been if his nose wasn't 90% cartilage!
You did good mama!
wow, sounds like you coped really well, my son banged his head - that bleeds, but the ambulance couldn't get to us, by the time the paramedic made it to our Cornwall house it had stopped, I shook for 24 hours!
wow... i'm flooded with emotions just reading this.
we've been there before- several times with my accident prone son... and his injuries always seemed to occur on his head (LOTS of blood)... falling, and hitting the corner of a rough cement edge... ramming into the corner of the door... etc. etc.
my husband is always the calm & composed one in these types of situations. i act calm & composed, but on the inside, i'm freaking out. luckily, when my younger daughter was injured for the first time, we knew exactly how to handle it due to the many experiences with our son!
My little one hasn't hurt herself yet. I know I will just freak out.
My little one hasn't had a trip to the ER yet (knock on wood!) but one time we were out shopping and she fell and bit her lip. It was a bloody mess (literally!) and in the heat of the moment I remembered I had a pair of her socks in my purse, so I put one in her mouth so that we didn't leave a trail of blood on our way to the bathroom. lol! I still think about how odd the whole situation must have looked to strangers, and I giggle a bit.
poor little Toby :(. I can only imagine how you felt. My daughter hasn't had any big accidents yet (thanks God!) but i would probably be a rattled mess. Just reading your story made me teary eyed. But you handled the situation so well! Bravo! and kisses to Toby's little foot.
When my son was 15 months old and had taken to running, he tripped over his feet and fell face first onto our wood floor (he didn't yet understand to put his arms out to catch himself). Unfortunately, he hit his head at the wrong angle, fractured the crown of his front tooth, and knocked it out (surprisingly it wasn't that bloody). The scarier part for him was having to go to a pediatric dentist and get novacane.
Initially, I felt cool, calm, and collected. It wasn't until later when everyone else's reaction to the story made the tears start to swell up. I also had a major moment of vanity and worried people would judge him for having a missing tooth until he's five or the adult one grows in. Then I felt guilt for even allowing such thoughts to cross my mind.
Overall, he handled it very well and his missing tooth is now a cute part of his smile.
My daughter fell off the toilet seat when she was 1 1/2 years old. She hit her eye on the toilet paper roll and, being that it was so close to her eye, was instantly a mess. How could I let my baby fall and hurt herself so badly?! I rushed her to the hospital and, while it ended up being semi superficial (although it did leave her with a black eye for a week and a half), it was honestly one of the worst moments of my life. So scary.
I'm glad that you're little guy is okay! Kids are so resilient.
Oh no!
My little one (three-years-old tomorrow) dislocated her elbow this past Fall while swinging.
At first I thought her wrist was broken because she was holding it so tight. I rushed her to the hospital. After waiting the doctor fixed it in two seconds and she was her hilarious self again.
And yes, I totally freaked out.
I know what you mean by having to strengthen your resilience as a mother to there bumps and bruises. Everytime my 2 1/2 yr old boy falls I immediately gasp. My husband is always telling me to stop reacting like that.
I hope Toby's little foot is healing well.
You're right, seeing your child in pain is absolutely the worst thing. Feeling so helpless. My baby girl actually died suddenly in May at just 18-months-old and those hours in the hospital were the worst of my life. I am so thankful that hospitals are there for when we need them, but I hope with that I never have to rush into one again.
You handled it like all of us have! My now 3 1/2 year old son split the middle of his forehead open at around 18 mos. He fell on a Fisher Price Little Person of all things and his scar is a perfect upside down U shape as a result. Since then he's had tubes put in his ears twice, and as calm as I am thoughout the dramatic parts of these experiences, the reality is I'm a wreck the rest of the night! I can only imagine how the parents of truly sick children must feel on a daily basis. I don't know how they do it.
Glad your little man is ok. Here's to many more years of white knuckling it, because inevitably we all will be! Thank goodness for vino and our kids' amazing resiliency.
oh these comments are heartbreaking! us poor parents! we go through so much!
Aw poor Toby! I cringed a few times during this post at the thought of getting stitches - how brave is he!? My parents are both in the medical field and I remember smacking my head on cement and my dad stitching me up on the kitchen table. That's something I definitely would not be able to do...or even watch!
I remember I once fell onto the corner of a cabinet at school and gashed a hole in my face right above my lip, and my tooth went right through the hole! The nurse said I remained perfectly calm until my mom arrived, and then I burst into tears. Even worse for my poor mother, she had to take my twin sister to the doctors with us, and she was sobbing even more! I have no idea how my mother kept her sanity during that, but she sure seemed tough to me at the time!
oh, elderbug, i'm going to email you now....
Good for you for staying calm through the accident. I don't think I can ever remain so cool. Luckily my daughter hasn't hurt herself yet, but that'll come.
Girlie Blog
Those aftershock quiet sobs are so sad! I know exactly what you mean. My son Ezra got second degree burns on his chest from a cup of freshly poured tea in October just before his first birthday. I was pretty calm during the accident but I still get sick to my stomach thinking about the way he cried. The ambulance ride to the hospital seemed sooo long, even though it was probably less than ten minutes. He's fine now, and we're extra careful with our mugs! Hope your Toby heals up quickly!
Poor little guy (and mama!) When I was 3 and staying with my grandparents while my parents were out of town, I was playing too rough with my grandparents' dog and it scratched my forehead, causing me to need stitches. To this day, if I bring up the scar (a small one which I always kinda thought was cool) to my mema, she instantly tears up from the guilt and horror of that incident! I'm sure I'll feel all the same emotions you did should my girls ever have a big boo boo. ;)
My 2 year old got 6 stitches one week ago. On his chin. Very traumatic, mostly for me and his dad. It really hurts your heart.
Huuuuug! You're a brave mama.
Oh poor Toby! :( I'm glad that everything turned out alright!
My daughter is just a couple weeks younger than Toby, and we had quite a scare on New Year's Eve... we rang in the New Year in an ambulance being transferred from our local hospital to Yale Children's where she had surgery for a fractured and dislocated arm. She had a fall from a chair not even a couple feet from the ground, but her arm was twisted in such a way to cause a pretty serious fracture. My poor girl was so brave (it's such an incredibly tough age, because they don't understand what's happening!)...I tried to be, but definitely lost it when they took her for surgery. She has 3 pins and a full arm cast right now, but is already trying to climb and jump on everything again (and I am trying not to have a panic attack every other minute haha)
It definitely has been a good reminder for us to not take our good health for granted...my heart breaks for children and parents who have to live with serious illness every day. I cannot imagine how hard it must be.
Our sweet son was in the NICU for two weeks after he was born. The first week we finally got home with him I felt like everything we had been through was just flooding me for the first time. It's part of being a strong mama-you keep it together until there is the space to really feel what has happened.
When I was a toddler, my sister knocked a heater on my head. The impact left a big indent in my skull (since it was still soft). My mom took me to the dr. thinking I was going to have severe brain damage but he just told her skulls bounce back out and not to worry. I mean can you even imagine?!! She loves telling that story.
some one once said that being a parent is wearing your heart outside your chest for the rest of your life!!! My kid is now 13th months and, until now, I haven't experienced any fall/bone break/suffer/disease of any kind and I feel so blessed for that. But I now that it won't be for too long, but even knowing it, ther's no way to prepare a mother's heart! They suffer the pain, we get the white hair ;-) I'm glad it's just a cut that will soon heal, joanna. I'm sure Toby is a strong kiddo!
Poor little Toby! So, so glad to hear he bounced back quickly...I think it always takes mom and dad a little longer, doesn't it? ;) My daughter (now 7) has had 2 trips to the ER with head injuries. The first was the scariest though...she was just 18 months. We were living temporarily at my Mom's until we could close on our new house and she took a tumble down the steep stairs after her bath one night. She always wanted to do the stairs "by herself," but normally I would get in front of her in case she lost her footing. But that time, she got in front of me and it was like watching her in slow motion only I couldn't get to her fast enough!!! I was such a wreck because I had been right there and felt like I should have been able to prevent it from happening. 2 staples later though and she was fine. Took a little longer for the mom guilt to wear off.
Last year in March, we took our two year old daughter to the ER in ambulance for seizures. She ended up having 4 seizures in 24 hour period. We were transfered from one hospital to another. Was in the Pediatrics ICU for a week. To see her little hand with all the tubes coming out of her hand and taped down with board (to keep her from pulling out her IV) was so sad. The emotions were all over the place. At first I was super calm, then once they moved us into ICU, I just collapsed and started crying uncontrollably. Over the rest of week, if I was calm, DH was freaking out, and vice versa. She hasn't had any seizures since, and all her tests came back OK. No problems.
My 12 yr old son broke his arm this summer. The worst part was that he was at his dad's two hours away. Of course I was on my way as soon as I got the call, but I was a hot mess by the time I got to the hospital. I was getting sick at my stomach, and had to keep leaving the room for air or a bathroom. I think the not being there and in some kind of control of what was taking place was much worse this time around. Before I was like you...deal with it and later when you have time to think you react. Glad Toby was ok. And to hear Gavin talk about his arm now...it was the coolest thing ever to happen to him. He was his ticket to popularity at middle school.
I got stitches in my hand. Running from a big dog and I fell and landed on some glass in the streets of NY :)
My son broke his arm when he was 4. Fell off his bike and landed on his arm.
You were pretty brave. You didn't call Alex on his cell to meet you, you just went about and took care of it all! Parenthood does make you stronger, even if after the little ones are asleep you break down and cry.
Toby is the cutest!
I'm glad he's okay--and that you are, too! And I'm glad that you were so close to UCLA's hospital in Santa Monica. Baguette was born there, and I've been there for less happy events--but the care is always excellent.
The thought of this is so scary to me. Baguette has been so traumatized by her shots that our fearless little girl starts screaming when a doctor or nurse enters the room. I really worry about keeping her calm when she truly needs to be.
When my daughter was 15 months old I was changing her diaper and she was holding a bottle of nail polish (obviously that's a bad toy for a toddler). I didn't think anything of it until I looked up right at the end of changing her just in time to see her open the bottle over her face and the clear nail polish dripped right into her eye. I just started screaming, right on the spot (so much for composure!). I was at my parents' house, and my mom came running in and my dad was close behind. My mom grabbed her and ran to the bathroom, flushing her eye, while I stood by screaming. My dad called poison control and then gave me a very stern talking-to. I needed to calm down for the sake of my daughter! She was just in shock (why is grandma flushing my face with water while mom is screaming??). Luckily she was totally fine. It didn't actually get IN her eye, but I was totally traumatized. I seriously thought I had just blinded my daughter. I always thought a mother would be cool under the pressure (like you were, joanna!) but I guess not. :) I think knowing my parents were there, I reverted to being the child and let me parents be the cool and collected ones. She is 3 now, but I hope if my daughter ever gets truly hurt (god forbid), I can keep it together!
when my daughter was three, she tripped + fell on the sidewalk. she landed facefirst + there was blood so i rushed her back home [only a 1/2 block away!]. i iced her fat lip + cleaned her up. it was only after she [we] had calmed down that i noticed that half her front tooth was missing! i was so upset that i went back to the sidewalk to look for that half tooth - good luck! three years later + i still think of that tooth i walk down that block + soon that little snaggletooth will wiggle out :(
Joanna,
My oldest (8) has been in the hospital five times for various surgeries/procedures and it always amazes me how tough she really is. I feel like it's harder on me than it is on her...so glad he's feeling better :)
The scariest thing when your baby is hurt! So glad it ended well and happy to hear you had a pleasant hospital experience. :)
Christina
http://becauseofmadalene.blogspot.com/
awh, poor little Toby! And poor mama! My little guy is 2 1/2 but when he was about 1 1/2 he had an allergic reaction to Amoxicillan (medication for an ear infection) and was covered in hives that nothing could help. It was horrible to see him so swollen and red. He looked nothing like himself and we were powerless to help him. Luckily it didn't seem to itch but was SURE scary to look at. He recovered, all is well but I recall the fear when watching him swell. Sounds like you handled it all like a pro though :)
Poor little man. I remember when I was little I got a concussion because I pulled a wooden chair down on myself. Kids get hurt all the time. Well your blog is beautiful as always!
I love to see what you've posted. its like a special treat to check your blog.
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i dont have children but this sounds so scary :/
Poor Toby! Sounds like you handled it so well Joanna and how kind of the hotel staff to be so helpful as well!
I remember when I was little, me and my 3 years younger brother somehow got hold of a knife and we both wanted to play with it. We started pulling it in different directions, only I was holding on to the wooden handle and he hold the sharp part of the knife ( it stills gives me goose bumps when I remember it). He cut his finger and needed a couple of stitches. I remember thinking it was all my fault and crying at home while my mum took him to the hospital to get his stitches. it was horrible, but no one blamed me as I was only 5 years old at a time. It must have been very traumatic as I still remember it very clearly.
I can only imagine the scare my mum got when she entered the kitchen and saw what we were doing!
oh well, that's my own experience of getting into trouble when I was younger. I hope Toby's foot is not sore anymore!
PS. I'm so glad that you continue Motherhood Mondays into 2012!
Poor little Toby! Glad to learn he is ok.
Tereas
xoxo
ahhh, poor little guy. My daughter had her toe cut by a ice skate when she was 2. Our first shock was the emergency room and getting those stitches, our second shock was having to put her under to get surgery on that toe...She had a cast for 6 weeks. I feel for all parents that have sick children - they are incredibly resilient, but just too little to go through pain.
When I was a baby having my nappy changed, I apparently rolled off the table and hit my head on the floor. My mum said she only turned away for a second... My husband says that this explains a lot!
Poor you - Toby's probably forgotten all about it by now.
I'm not a mom, but I can imagine how scary it would be! I have a brother and sister who are 16yrs. younger, so I remember them getting hurt at that young age!
Just wait until he's older and if he plays sports! With all my basketball and softball injuries (sprains, twists, wind knocked out, softball to the mouth...) it's no wonder my mom made my dad attend all the games instead of her! :)
Oh, poor Toby!Glad he's okay. I'm not a mommy yet, but I can imagine that was a harrowing experience!
The pain we feel for our little ones is always greater than their hurt, and that will never change.
My son was bit by a dog in his face when he was 14 months old. Blood everywhere! Soooo scary.
My own mom and I whisked him to the ER where he had to be bound up like a mummy to keep his hands and feet still while they stitched up his face. Just seeing him wrapped up, crying his eyes out and trying to wriggle free from the bandages made me cry my own eyes out. It was a really emotional moment, my own mom rubbing my back and consoling me, while I sat there singing and kissing my crying baby. Thank goodness my mom was there with me! Makes you realize how much we rely and depend on our mothers, even as grown ups.
Poor sweet Toby! I don't even have kids but I was welling up as I read this (wow, hormones, what's my deal? haha) just thinking about the panic both of you must have been feeling.
I remember my nephew at 3 months doing tummy time and just the frustrated, upset scream/cry was enough to almost bring me to tears thinking how upset the little man was!
Hope Toby is all mended now and way to stay strong Mama!
i broke my leg while vacationing in corfu, greece, and even though i was 18 years old, my mother rushed to the scene like a superhero, and got very frustrated when i was not getting the attention I deserved at the local hospital!
it's true you have to be more calm and learn to evaluate situations like this but i think you handled it just fine!
Oh my gosh! I can only imagine how heart wrenching it was! I probably wouldn't have been so calm and collected. My mind would be all over the place. Good job mommy!
And poor Toby!! It must've been the most painful thing he's had to experience! Toby is such a little trooper!
Big hugs to mommy and Toby!
xx
The painful moments our kids experience, I have found, are often more painful for us to "watch" than the actual pain our kids feel, I believe sometimes. Not knowing what they are thinking or seeing them fight against the help being offered is difficult in its own way.
As a mom who had a tragic incident claimed my 4-yr old daughter's life and leave my husband and two other small children in critical condition, I can say I speak from experience. I have lived every parent's worst nightmare. Holding my girl's hand and stroking her hair and having to decide to donate her organs is something life cannot prepare you for. The pain and injury to our kids hits our hearts as moms and dads and it affects us more than I ever thought it would.
Grief and pain has taught me to appreciate "boring and mundane and busy, chaotic days" as I now have a big life picture perspective. Life is going to happen and we can't sugarcoat and soften everything our kids touch. I have become more grateful and more protective, and yet realistic all at the same time. Just think, Toby's next immunizations won't seem so bad. And yes, you are normal for letting it all sink in hours later. I am glad things turned put as well as they did. This is one story for the baby book for sure. xo
Oh my god, I almost cried on this... :( Poor baby!
Poor little Toby! It is, for me anyway, one of the most emotional parts of being a mom: seeing your little one in pain and going through a trauma. Having just returned from a holiday that involved a hospital stay for our 18 month old AND an operation to put in grommets, I know how you felt. Beyond worried, in shock yourself, feeling helpless and adrenalin pumping.
Oh man, what a story! I wonder if this will end up being his first memory. (??) My first memory was of an accident I had around his age -- and my very first trip to the hospital. And if he does remember, it will be interesting what he remembers. Sounds like you did a PERFECT job handling it :)
'A flat-screen TV above his hospital bed played cartoons, and Christmas carolers even came down the hall with puppies! It was kind of amazing."
Hilarious! I laughed out loud! I was a klutzy child - stitches, broken bones, breathing problems...you name it. Having an ER nurse as a mother was AWESOME. It made me feel so safe.
But nothing beats the mother's love when you're in pain. I'm sure that even though Toby was afraid, he wouldn't have wanted it any other way. You were there, so it wasn't so bad.
OMG!!! I know EXACTLY what yu are saying... my 15 months old recently got hurt in her mouth with a clothes hanger, OUCH! yeah I wanted to take the hear out of my head when I realized she had been playing with it and I did't know she could get hurt like that... it was round plastic, but the hook got caught in her mouth and she couldn't take it off!! OHHH the worst seconds of my life taking it off, there was some blood too and I couldn't see the wound because she wouldn't open her mouth! she cried hard like fot 3 min. I huged her, kissed her and layed with her in the bed watching cartoons, then it was all that sight and catching her breath... we went to the hospital and it was nothing serious, it would just swell a little and then go back to normal. I was cool all the time, but later when she slept, by my side, I also thought about those parents that are in the hospital with their children sick, and prayed for them to find some comfort. Then I seeked comfort in my husband arms... I think it's normal for a first time mum, but we have to thoughen up!! AND never let them play with things that aren't 100% safe!!
XOXO thanks for sharing always!!
Paula.
When I was a toddler I ran after my father as he left for work. Not seeing me he closed the door on my hand. A quick trip to the hospital and an almighty bandage sorted it right out. However for weeks after, when anyone would asked me what happened I would very proudly pipe up " My Daddy did it to me!". My poor parents...!
I slipped on the ice on my driveway and dropped my then four month old on his head. Even now, nearly three years later, the memory of it makes my heart stop. It was truly the worst night of my life. The amazing thing is that even with a fractured skull, he bounced right back and by the next day you would not have even known it had happened, but I will never forget it. A few months ago I was holding him and slipped a little on the ice but didn't drop him. I immediately burst into tears. We were so lucky that night three years ago that everything turned out fine, but my heart just aches for patents who have had to face much much worse. So glad Toby is okay!
It sounds like you remained really calm throughout it and that probably helped Toby a lot, poor him! It must have been awful to see him in pain, but it seems like you did a great job and it's good that all the staff were so helpful!
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My sister's little girl had her finger in a door when her older brother slammed it shut. The tip of her index finger was partially torn off (yikes!). She has three kids and had to bring them all to the hospital (before she called in relief) and remained cool and calm through out. The only time she finally broke down was after all the kids were put to bed that night. Parents are amazing creatures!
What a gorgeous pic of your Toby!
My husband and I BOTH teared up at our daughter's first shots. :( But what is amazing is how much mommy's love can fix. Doesn't that feel good, and humbling and overwhelming all at once? So glad you both came through in one piece. xo
good work, Joanna.
I'm glad you stayed so calm.
The first time my oldest at age 4 got really hurt (and required stitches on his face) was definitely a shocker to me. Oddly, and unfortunately, that very same evening the younger 7 month old sibling burnt his fingers. Double whammy and crazy. That was one day I would not want to repeat. I can still recall the stress, though it's been 12 years.
Thank You Joanna! This story made me both cry and laugh at the same time. It's rare I actually laugh out loud but christmas carolers carrying puppies??? That is amazing and a dream for hospital patients. Glad your little one is okay!
Laura in NH
Poor Toby! Hope it wasn't too sore afterwards. Sounds like he's a real trooper!
Poor little man! Sounds like you were super-mama and that's what he'll remember from the experience. :o)
That made me cry, i cry easily these days, I'm 18 weeks pregnant with my second baby and dread the stage when they just start getting up and holding onto the table while trying to walk. A few times my son (now 2yrs old) just slightly bumped his head and made his lip bleed in a crazy way. The skin was barely broken but the spot was bleeding like crazy. In moments like that I always wish that it would happen to me rather then him. They look so helpless in that moment. I'm glad your bebe is doing fine now!
Alma
Poor Toby! Sounds like you handled everything like a super mama. That hotel is right around the corner from where we live, and so far my almost-3-year-old little boy hasn't made an emergency trip to that hospital (KNOCK ON WOOD) but it's great to know how great they are there!
Poor little guy! Glad to see he is just fine. Amazing action on the hospital's part!! Props to them, and kudos to you for being such a quick-thinking, loving mamma :) He's in good hands!
Kristina
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I've had many great experiences with medical people in NYC! It's too bad you've had such horrible ones.
I'm pleased the cut had not done any serious damage to nerves or ligaments. Let's hope this is the worst injury he will get. It's tough being a Mum!
i know this sounds horrible, but i'm so glad i'm not the only one who has had to endure an accident with my bubba!
my 17 month old was going down the slippery dip on my lap and his left foot got caught under me and twisted. he cried a little bit but when i put him down to walk his leg gave out, it was heart shattering to see. he got an xray and had a fractured ankle. he wore a cast for a month which didnt bother him in the slightest, actually the whole experience barely bothered him, it was his mumma who was traumatised. he ended up walking around on his cast as well, he was like a peg legged pirate.
My son was alseep with me in my bed (we regressed after a divorce) he had fallen and hit a night stand that was on his side of the bed. I woke up to my baby boy (he was 4) shrieking at the top of his lungs. I jumped out of the bed and turned on the light to see him on the floor covered in blood coming from his head!! Needless to say it was hard to keep my emotions at bay, Thank goodness I had just moved back in with my parents so with baby in hand and pressure on his head I went downstairs and woke up my mom who helped me to the emergency room, panicing that he didn't fall back asleep because I was worried of a concussion, and it took FOREVER! Luckily no stitches were needed and he got cleaned up and bandaged. After they tied the bandages to his head he was happy because he said that he looked like Michael Jackson (from the Pepsi commercial debacle). Motherhood, you are never fully prepared for it!
Aw I totally teared up a bit when I read this. Poor little guy. I suppose hindsight is 20/20... you must feel really stupid leaving that glass where he could reach it. It's so hard to protect kids despite our best efforts, but glad he won't have any permanent damage!
Poor baby - it's definitely worse for the parent involved in times like these. Between my 2 girls we've had 2 sets of stiches and 4 broken bones. I think your delayed reaction was absolutely right on. In the moment you're strong and getting it done, once its over and settled then the puddle comes. You're doing a great job!
I had the same delayed reaction when my daughter had a concussion. She hit her head and didn't even cry, but minutes later she started vomiting non stop. We took her to the hospital where she had an CT Scan, MRI done. They had to tie her arms and legs so she wouldn't move. I remained calm and kept kissing her. When all was over and we were home, my husband and the baby fell asleep while I had the most stress-induced hangover ever: fever, shaking, migraine, vomiting etc...
I don't know how mothers like this one (https://www.facebook.com/pages/I-Love-Liam-Lyon/137992366273067) do it. They're so strong!! and I am in awe of their amazing resilience and patience!!!
You did so well! To this day when my daughter hurts herself I get this phantom pain in the exact same spot. And she's 15!
I remember when I was 16, my parents arriving at the hospital after I'd been in a fairly major car accident. My mother was absolutely silent and pale and I cringe every time I remember what she must have felt...
Just wanted to say - OH MY GOD Toby has gotten so big! He looks like a 3 year old in that top photo!
Seriously Johanna, I don't understand why Toby is so PRETTY. You and Alex made pretty much the greatest kid ever.
what you did WAS brave. you held it together for your little man and then let it go once he was settled and your big man was there to comfort YOU.
hugs to you all.
xo
Joanna, what an awesome story! It reminds me a lot of what my mother went through. I had my first of 26 surgeries when I was 4 months old, and I can't imagine how hard it must have been for her to see me wheeled into the OR. Toby's lucky he's got you!
p.s. ahhh, flat-screen TVs? It sounds like hospital rooms have gotten a makeover since my day!
I'm glad everything turned out so well!
Awww! That's so sad... But glad he's alright. There's nothing more sad than a baby in the hospital. My nephew spent the first six weeks of his life in the NICU, also the most tense weeks of my family's life... He had his first surgery at 2 days old... And had his 6th when he was 6 months... It's not fun.
I have been meaning to tell you for a long time that I think Toby is one of the most adorable babies I have ever seen. I am a grandmother of 6 wonderful granddaughters, adorable also. I thoroughly enjoy your charming blog.
Isn't it amazing how you can become so calm and collected when your baby needs you? And then the emotions hit later. Glad Alex was there with a glass of wine - much deserved!
Poor Toby-- and you! I had a similar experience this past Friday when my 7 yo had to get general anesthesia for an adenoidectomy. They never look as tiny as they do when they're sitting in a hospital bed.
Speaking from the other side of things (as the *former* toddler who stood on a rocking chair and promptly fell and landed face-first into a doorjamb almost 22 years ago), my dad still kind of blames himself for not keeping a better eye on me...but honestly, I was probably over it by the next morning after a good night's sleep.
I'm sure it was terrifying for Toby too, but now he'll have a cool scar on his foot to show off to his friends when he gets older! I do that with the scar on my lip all the time.
I'm glad to hear your little one is okay. Thanks for writing this, I'll remember how you handled everything if I'm ever in a similar situation. And, with two boys, I'm sure I will. Over the holidays, my 10mo leaned out of my lap and landed flat on the side of his face. He woke up the next morning with a swollen eye and the bruise around his eye got darker each day. A week later, he leaned off the couch and did a backflip onto the floor. I was so relieved there was no blood or broken bones! (Btw, thanks for posting about your vacation too - I live in LA and love the beautiful pics and new places I need to try)
Oh no. I am so glad he is okay--that had to be so super scary. No children yet, but I cannot even imagine the emotions you felt afterwards.
I remember when I was about 10 years old my brother accidentally tripped me over when I had a glass bowl in my hands. I remember standing up, seeing this big chunk of glass sticking out from my thumb and just screaming, pulling it out and running to the bathroom sink. My 17 year old sister came and wrapped my hands up in a towel and tried to calm me down. We couldn't find Dad and she had just gotten her drivers licence, she was so flustered, making sure she had cash and the health insurance card and rushed me out to the car to take me to the doctor. That's when we found Dad chatting to the next door neighbour and told him what happened. He was cool as a cucumber, had a look at my hands and in his dad style went "nah she doesn't need a doctor" and took me inside, sat me down and carefully picked the bits of glass out of my hands with tweezers, put on bandaids and gave me a cuddle.
15 years later I was able to repay my sister recently when she burnt her hands badly while cooking and I drove her to the doctor. We had put her hands in a bucket of cold water while we drove to the doctor, and it kept spilling everywhere so by the time we got there it looked like she had wet her pants! We both found this very amusing and it helped distract her from the pain I think!
P.S Glad Toby is ok! :)
My cousin has haemophilia which means his blood doesn't clot like it normally should. For his whole life he has had to have his medication injected every 3 days into either a port in his chest (when he was young) or into a vein. He is 14 now and is injecting himself into his hand! So brave.
I remember him upset many times and having to go to the hospital for the injections. But he is old enough now to understand it all and he's very chilled out about it.
His parents had a hard time with it all, especially when he was upset, but they deal with it as best they can.
Love to little Toby! Hope his foot is feeling much better.
Oh, what a heart wrenching post. My son had surgery on his eye at 18 months. It took everything in me to get through it. He had surgery to remove his adenoids last month. (He is 4 now) and I thought it would be easier this time. I had the same delayed reaction after he was safe at home and sleeping. I cried and cried. Oh, this Momma stuff can be such a roller coaster!
Glad your little man is okay.
Best,
Tina
Seeing ones child get hurt is a such an awful milestone for parents. It's terrible when all you can do is try your best to comfort them. Glad your little guy is on the mend.
And yes hearts out to all of the parents who are dealing with seriously ill or injured children. It's why my one of my favorite charities is St. Jude's Childrens Hospital.
oh how awful! poor toby! poor you! don't you just feel the pain yourself when your baby is crying and scared? i remember when my little boy (who is now 9, but was about 18 months old) slipped on a rock at the lake, while holding his fathers hand, and hurt his tongue (it was slit right in half at the tip!!) of course when the hubby and my baby came up to the lake house and all i could see was blood covering the lower half of his face, i instantly panicked. luckily my good friend (who is a dental hygienist) was with us and said that the tongue is the fastest healing muscle and told us to have him gargle with salt water and that she didn't think he'd need stitches. sure enough, by the end of the afternoon we could see that it was beginning to fuse back together.
my poor little nephew got stitches on his forehead this christmas....he tripped and hit a display at barnes and noble....poor dear. my sister says it was quite the ordeal, too. a tall glass of wine was definitely in order for those who saw him through.
xo
n
gee, id have to strengthen my resilience for just reading this post! getting all teary-eyed. yes, it's super tough seeing the little one get hurt. one time, our baby was hospitalised for breathing difficulties (normal cold gone seriously awry) and it was heartwrenching just watching him lie under the nebuliser and restrained physically with a blanket. it was horrible! good on you for acting and thinking quick :)
My son Eric got his toes cut off in the neighbors lawnmower when he was 4! Three of his toes were actually off of his foot while the other 2 an part of his foot actually dangled by a thread- literally! I had a police escort to the hospital where we drove 80 miles per hour and found out that it missed his growth plate by 1/8 of an inch! It was awful but I was so in shock I had to be brave mommy. That was all the way back in 1989!!
Janie
I am so sorry Toby is fine. It is terrible to see someone you love in pain, and I can only imagine if that someone is your child.(I am only 15.) The worst and scariest moments of my life (and I have had some pretty tremendous ones: being lost for 2.5 days in the Canadian Wilderness this past summer was pretty scary) were when my younger brother got a bad concussion on a mountain bike ride. No cell phone reception, my father and I trying to comfort him, and for a while he couldn't speak, just sob. We were screaming for him to be ok. Sometimes it just feels so urgent. He is ok now, although he had a brain-bleed and was not aloud to do his favorite things for months (soccer, skiing, biking).
The hardest thing for me is knowing that it could all happen again. I know that he hated those months, but when he tells me how much he loves the thrill of challenging himself in such dangerous sports, it makes me want to cry and scream at him. I want to forbid him to do these things he loves.Yet I know that even though life is fragile, so is happiness. I want to encourage him to expand himself, his mindset, and to do what he loves. I know that those things "on the edge" can impact and change a person so much for the better: those 2.5 days were the most magical and life changing I've ever experienced. I'd LOVE to hear what you have to say about the two sides of parenting: protection vs. acceptance or "going with the flow". Also, please always wear that cute helmet of yours and encourage everyone you know to do the same. Everyone looks hotter in a helmet! :)
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I totally know how you feel... my little boy was hospitalized in Perth (we were also on holiday!) at 6 months for bronchiolitis. As a first time mom, I really didn't know what to do when he first seemed sick. He deteriorated quite quickly, and even after a visit to the GP 2-3 days after we arrived, he got worse (he was lethargic and wouldn't feed, and we all know when a kid gets that way it's very worrisome).
We made two trips to ER before he was admitted to hospital. I think I was extremely calm the whole time and only broke down when we made our 2nd trip to ER and they referred us to the children's hospital. I just wanted him to be seen by a doctor!!
After admission though, he improved so drastically he was his happy self again the very next morning.
But these instances strengthen us as moms, and trust me, there is more to come (he has been since hospitalized another 2 times for asthma-related stuff amongst other things), but what having children teaches US to be... precious lessons. :)
My first child was hospitalized at 4 weeks of age for 6 weeks of treatment due to sepsis and a hip infection. Like you during the day I was happy new Mom taking care of my baby in hospital, in total control, once I had put him down each night watching him with drips coming out of his neck and bruises from the injections would make me cry. I wish they had serve me a glass of wine or two in the hospital! I would not wish it on anyone, I am not sure how some Mamas are so strong and brave and endure watching their babies been treated for years and years
when I was two, my older brother and I were running in circles around the house, chasing each other while my mother did the dishes. I must have slipped. I ran into the dishwasher, the edge of which was sharp metal. It cut straight through my still-soft skull and all the way to my brain. My mom recalls that I kept running, dazed, probably pretty scared (I have no memory of this time - yes, there was another head injury later, at 4; I have two tiny scars in my hairline) until I collapsed in a pool of blood, completely white, in the living room. I often think, my god, my poor mother - home alone while my father was working three jobs. She sent my brother across the street to tell the neighbours he needed to stay with them. Despite the fact that my brother (only 3) was terrified of the neighbours' rottweiler, which had attacked him once, he dutifully went into that yard with that dog, sent the neighbours for help, and stayed at their house while mom rushed me to the hospital. I survived. No negative side effects or lasting damage to my mental function, my face, anything. It's kind of a miracle, if you think about it. In another day and age, a would like that would kill a small child pretty quick. Thank God Mom has always been able to keep her cool in really intense situations. That woman is one tough lady!
good grief you made me cry! i have an 18 month old and he hasn't hurt himself yet (he is EXTREMELY cautious) but i know he will some day and i'll come unglued....i hope i can stuff it away until the actual emergency is over though!
i love seeing little toby grow up "with" my little one. i love this age :)
So glad your sweet boy is okay. I had to hold my 8yo in my lap for a surgical procedure last summer, while she fought the drugs she was given tooth and nail. I was calm throughout until later that night when I unravelled.
Poor Toby!!!! My daugther who is now almost 18 months fell over our SUV in November, with a HUGE pump in her forehead bleeding.
My son who is now 5, fell off my bed and landed his face on the lamp with a deep cut when he was 3 months old.
It happens, it hurts, but it's all part of life.
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I dont have kids nor have I ever broken a bone but when I was 6, my brother was about 4 and my cousin visited us on our farm with his parents. He thought it a good idea to have a go at swinging a pick axe around while we watched.
All I remember is blood and yelling but vou betcha, the sharp side went straight into my brothers forehead, an inch from his brain. Huge drama and my poor brother... He was fine and wasnt brain damaged but I have never seen that cousin since. Can you imagine that hospital visit!
Sarah
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Poor Toby! I'm so glad it wasn't super serious, but I know that must have been so scary - for you and for him.
My son, now 19 months old, was born prematurely at 28 weeks and spent 71 days in the NICU. It was an absolute emotional roller-coaster the entire time and I've never been so glad to leave a place in my life. But it did teach me some perspective that I don't think I had before. While my son was still in the hospital, I made a promise to myself that after he came home (I was determined he would come home) that I would never again waste my energy obsessively worrying over anything that was not life-threatening. It's something I've had to remind myself several times since then, but it does help :)
It is so strange how instinct kicks in during those moments... you operate on nothing but adrenaline. And later what you remember are little flashes... Almost disconnected pictures. When my daughter had to stay in the hospital for 3 days, the pediatric ward was almost empty except for a small handful of kids who were regulars. Their strength and spirit really made a huge impression on us. They were so calm, so friendly, so.... open. They made every effort to make sure my daughter wasn't scared. Broke my heart and reassured me at the same time. Glad Toby is ok!
Whew...what an intense and frightening experience! I cried as I read it, knowing all too well that feeling of terror that you need to calm and hide within as you attend to your injured kiddo. You poor things! So glad he's on the mend.
oooh they grow up sooooo FAST!!!
When my middle sis was 18 mths old she had to undergo surgery and it breaks my heart whenever I remember what she looked like hooked up to machines and a giant splint on her arm to prevent her from yanking out her IV. I don't know how my Mum managed to keep so composed!
Possibly the most emotional moment in my life was when the nurse came to take the heel blood sample from my little man 24 hours after he was born. I was on a hormonal rollercoaster and my husband was taking a shower, and it felt so wrong to let her poke him with a razor and squeeze and squeeze.
Both of my little guys have had bumps, bruises and bleeds, but the thing I find funny is that whoever is with them at the time feels this terrible guilt, like the other parent will blame them for the injury. Did you feel that way? Did Alex meet you at the hospital?
Nothing less fun than having a little one in pain. Two years ago, when my baby sister was 4, we were shopping and she went to push the cart, but something got off balance and it fell on her mouth. Her teeth and gums were all knocked out of place, and let's just say, there was a lot of blood and crying. We got everything fixed up at the dentist (and I was the one who had to assist! Don't worry, I am a dental assistant.) Talk about crazy, I never thought I would have to put stitches in my baby sister. Like your experience, the emotions didn't start until later. It mist be the intense adrenaline that kicks in.
No fun, no fun.
Glad your little man is a-okay!!
Poor little guy, I'm so glad he's okay! My little girl, Grace, who was one and half at the time got sick with some kind of funky virus. We wound up having to take her to the ER and the symptoms looked like meningitis...so she went through getting a lumbar puncture, an MRI, a catscan...we were in the hospital for three days (while I was eight months pregnant with my second daughter). The lumbar puncture was terrible but she was put under for the c-scan and seeing her like that was too much for me to handle. Swollen from the fluids, completely unconscious. After three days, a nasal swab came back and they discovered it was some kind of weird strain of flu. Needless to say, it was an awful experience...but we were just SO over the moon that she was fine. When they discuss the symptoms of meningitis...Gosh, I just hope no one ever has to experience it!
All the best to you guys. Hope his foot is fully healed!
When I was six months old, I dislocated my elbow. My older brother, 3 years old at the time, pulled me off the couch by my arm because I was lying on top of the remote. My mom debated taking me to the hospital, but when she dangled a slice of American cheese (my favorite!) over me and I couldn't raise my arm to grab it, she knew it was time to go! The doctor wanted to show her how to reset it because I had something called "nursemaid's elbow" and there was a high chance that it would dislocate again, but she called in reinforcements and made my dad learn how instead!
I cried reading your post. My brother had heart surgery at 5, I was 10, and I remember my mother fainting at the first sight of him post op. All the tubes.
To this day I'm petrified of having my children in a hospital. Sounds like you handled it amazingly well....like a pro in combat. Calm and effective while in trauma mode and then when your guard went down the emotions came flooding in. Been there!
A few weeks ago my daughter (4) got her first nose bleed. Nothing major but seeing her with blood all over her face for the first time really made me grateful (nothing like this has happened before) and worried (that one day it could be worse). Great post. So much thought and emotions!
I really felt for you reading this. I'm paranoid about broken glass and whenever I hear the sound I'm so fearful my children have hurt themselves. Thank goodness you stayed calm.
I am glad all is well now! My son hurt his broke his toe when he was a 1 1/2 - I was good all the way through him getting x-rays, casted...but when all was in bed I was a bit of a blubbering fool with the x-ray film playing over and over in my head! Of course he was walking on the cast within a few minutes-I took much longer to recover.
Poor Toby...and POOR MAMA! Must have been so heartwrenching to witness him going through all of that. Good for you for being calm enough to think and act quickly. I would have been an absolute wreck and I dread the day that my little one gets injured. I know there will be accidents, but I just don't know if I'll be able to handle it. When my husband was a toddler, a thick sweater he was wearing got caught in some farm equipment that he was riding on, and his Dad had to quickly use a knife to cut it off him so he wouldn't suffocate. He got it off in time, but also accidentally cut a gash in my husband's shoulder and my hubby had to get many, many stitches. He still has the scar. An awful accident. Be thankful that you are not the one who inflicted the pain on your child!
My youngest was attempting to jump between the beds at a hotel in the Dominican Republic a few years ago and landed on the tile floor. (I was on the patio reading a book.) Blood everywhere. Needless to say, we went to the medic and he received stitches on his chin. I kept cool until it was over and then nearly fainted. Glad that Toby is okay!
It's the hardest to take baby to the hospital b/c he can't talk to you about it and he probably doesn't fully understand what you're saying either! Poor guy! Hope he feels better! I recently went with my 18-month to the ER twice for seizures. It was SCARY! I wasn't quite as calm as you, so good job! If you're calm, baby will remain calmer.
I fell directly on the edge of a sidewalk and hit my forehead when I was four. I was with my dad and he let go of my hand for just a second, which was enough for me to fall and hurt myself.
To me, it was no big deal, I got right back up and was annoyed that my forehead felt really hot and I would probably have a big bruise for days.
Apparently, it looked much worse, as my dad scooped me up immediately and the passengers of a passing cab stopped to offer to take us to the nearest hospital. There was blood everywhere (and I was wearing a white dress, so I'm sure that didn't help, visually) and everyone was terribly concerned.
I got stitches right in the middle of my forehead and was forbidden to tell my mom what had happened when she demanded to speak to me on the phone (lest she freak out). My dad felt so guilty about the whole thing that the next day he went out and bought tons of toys and things, all wrapped up in pretty papers and bows to try and cheer me up. Of course it worked :)
I recently had a small but deep cut on the top of my foot. At first it just needed a few stitches but a week later y big toe stopped working! And now 8 weeks later I've had to have surgery to repair a cut tendon. Keep an eye on Toby's toes, if they seem floppy go back to the doctor ASAP.
Joanna, nice job, mama! It's okay, you can't ever be 'ready' for something like that. You just do what you did: hold it together and then process with wine. You did great.
Just so you know, a lot of those little boys and girls in the hospital, in addition to parents like you, have people called Certified Child Life Specialists to explain, play, distract during procedures, and make the hospital feel like a safer place. I used to do this position in an ER only and I went around the place with a bag of distraction toys and teaching kits. Basically the best job ever.
Glad you survived!
Hannah McD
It's weird how sometimes those things take time to really hit you. But maybe that's your body helping you to make it -- if you broke down at the hospital, what would poor Toby have done! The miracles of of the mind & body. :)
That's such a scare for any parent. It's easier to say to remain calm in situations like these, but that's what you did. You were able to do what you needed to for Toby. Glad things turned out alright!
You did great!
My son has multiple pulmonary issues, due to being born 10 weeks early. He has a lot of wheezing and a lot of yucky phlegm when he gets sick (which is a lot, unfortunately). He's given us a lot of scares, none worse than the time he stopped breathing and I had to give him CPR. Thankfully, it worked and the ambulance was there soon after. It wasn't until he was admitted to the hospital and I could sit down that I just started shaking - I shook so bad my husband thought I was going to have a seizure! But I think it was just the rush of adrenaline, and fear, and worry, and mama-bear hormones that finally took their toll on me.
You are great a expressing the exact feeling of those scary motherhood moments! My 10month old son is a mild hemophiliac and it has been so emotionally exhausting at times. Bumps and bruises all the time coming from who knows what! And you are right...it never sinks in till its over. You sound like such a sweet and comforting mama!
Ok, I'm a little late commenting on this but I have to because you describe every parents' emotion related to a hurt/sick child so accurately. Last christmans, our two year old had bronchitis and we had to stay at the hospital for 5 days because she needed oxygen. It really hurt me to see her so poorly in that hospital bed but when I overhead a father on the phone in the cafeteria, telling someone that things were looking a little better, "she's a fighter" I realised that a bout of bronchitis was NOTHING. However, when I first put her to bed back home, I totally broked down and couldn't stop crying.
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