Sweet Jessie cut her face open yesterday and we spent 4 hours in the ER getting it stitched up. The chillies and I were almost ready to walk Lake Elizabeth with Gramma Evie at 8:30 AM. Jessie and TJ had helmets on and scooters ready. Logan was exploring on the grass and riding J's scooter with her. I was just packing up the diaper bag in the car when Jessie let out a panicked cry that I instantly knew meant trouble. I turned around to see her face gushing blood from a huge gash right above her mouth. She had lowered her handle bars to let Logan ride her scooter and then tried to ride it with the bars low. She lost her balance and hit the edge of the bar on her way to the ground. After a minute putting pressure on her cut with a napkin it was obvious J needed stitches. I told J we had to go to the hospital to get the cut stitched up. She looked at me and said, "Does that mean we can't go around the Lake?" :( Gramma Evie pulled up and we were off to the ER. J and I stayed while Grammy took the boys to her house.
We sat in the waiting room for 45 minutes to get a bed. Then we waited for the ER Doc. Then we waited for the plastic surgeon who was in surgery. I read stories to J and she colored to pass the time. Finally, the plastic surgeon came in and took a look at J's cut. He explained what he was going to do and went off to get supplies. I tried to explain further to J what was going to happen; there would be a sharp pinch when the Dr. put sleepy juice in the cut and then she wouldn't feel anything while he stitched her up. As long as J knows what is coming she is a trooper in dealing with any pain or discomfort. Unfortunately, both Dr. and I negelected to mention that he would have to shoot her up more than once. Watching J struggle and cry under nurse Karen and my hands was almost heartbreaking. I whispered to her to "be still" and it would be over faster and she did. She layed there and took the last couple shots like a trooper. Towards the end of the procedure J almost fell asleep (although she did ask several times if he was done yet.)
It was pretty amazing to watch Dr. stitch her up. I'm so glad we waited all that time for a plastic surgeon because his work was so clean that J should have little scarring after it fades. Twenty stitches later and we were off to ice her quickly swelling face and chill out the rest of the day. Good thing we had no plans.
J chillin' on the couch at Grammy Evie's with Jamba Juice for lunch. We spent Family Night eating dinner and watching Nanny McPhee (super cute movie) since J didn't feel well.
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