Stitches

After almost 8 years of active boys and no stitches, we were in the doctors office last night getting stitches. We had just finished swimming and everyone was wrapped in towels, heading into the kitchen for a yogurt. Scott was the last one in, slipped on the wet floor and fell head first into the edge of the kitchen chair. This happened at about 4:30. It bled for about 10 minutes. I was going to call the doctor to see if I should come in when David got home, took one look at it and said that I needed to take Scott in, he needed stitches. I got through to the clinic on the way there. Scott was very brave. They had a cotton ball with numbing liquid on it. They had me hold it on the cut while they got the instruments ready. Scott (who hadn't cried since before David got home) laid right on the table when they asked him to, didn't even flinch when they stuck the needle in three or four times (I on the other hand, couldn't look and still got faint). When it was numb, they put the cloth over his head with just the cut showing. I thought that Scott would at least have a problem with that, because he couldn't see me, but my brave boy laid there and let the doctor do what he needed to do. Scott got 4 stitches. When the doctor was done, Scott sat up, and I sat down. I was about to faint. They had me put my head between my legs. It took me a few minutes to get my color back. I gave Scott some tylenol when we got home so he wouldn't hurt so bad when the numbing wore off. The rest of the night was uneventful, but since this was not the first time the boys have slipped on a wet kitchen floor, I will make sure the kitchen floor is not wet or have the boys wear their slippers in the house from now on.