May 5th – The day Genevieve falls at daycare and needs stitches.
Poor Genevieve! She just cant seem to win for losing lately! She has been fighting ear infections and strep for months and she just had tube surgery last month – and now she falls and needs stitches!
Genevieve’s daycare provider called me and told me that Genevieve had tripped on her own feet and fell at daycare. She hit the ONLY wooden chair in the building with her head! They said she was in the office, but the bleeding wouldnt stop and that they thought it needed stitches!
I called the pediatrician right away. I didnt know if we should take Genevieve into the doctor’s office or take her to the ER. They told us to bring her in and that they could see her in 15 minutes. I called Michael and told him to pick up Genevieve right away and take her to the doctor’s office after I explained what happened. Then I told my staff I had to leave and I rushed out of town (I work 30 minutes from where her pediatrician and her daycare are, but Michael works in that town). I just couldn’t stand not to be there with her! Oh!
When I got the the doctor’s office, the nurses led me back to the examination room where Michael and Genevieve were waiting. Michael said that they had already seen the doctor and that they were waiting on the doctor and a nurse to come back with the suture kits.
Her clothes were soaked in blood and the wound was still oozing, but Michael had her laughing a little bit and was trying to keep her distracted. Everytime she stopped for a minute she got upset about her “boo boo.”
The doctor used dissolvable stitches and he said he didnt think the wound would scar. I was afraid that I was going to have to hold her while they stitched up the wound, but they strapped her into a backboard device that pinned her and her arms down. I am glad I didnt have to hold her, because I dont think I could have held her still, but I was hard to watch them stitch her up and listen to her cry and scream “mama” over and over and not hold her and comfort her. Because there was two nurses and the doctor there for the procedure, I couldnt even get close to her. The best I could do was weave my hand through the bodies and rub the few exposed inches of her elbow with my finger.
The doctor said she did very well and Michael said that he was proud of his daughter’s “grit.” Let me tell you, I was not very happy with that statement! My 1 year old does not need “grit!”
The result – 2 stitches in her forehead.
For the most part, Genevieve was fine after the procedure. She drank some milk and cuddled with us for a few minutes. I took her home and when I got there I put some Tylenol in her milk.
When she is upset about her injury, sees her forehead, or accidentally touches her stitches she says”boo boo, head.” It distresses her.
Update 1: Two days after getting her stitches, Genevieve woke up at 2 am with a 101 fever and in a puddle of vomit. It was all over her. It was all over her face. It was in her hair. Evidently she picked up a stomach bug when she was at the doctor’s office getting stitches. Really?! Geeze! I got in a cool bath with her and we sponged off as much of the vomit as we could. We couldnt really wash her face or hair due to the stitches. Poor baby had to smell slightly like vomit for the next few days, as she got well, since we couldnt scrub her as thoroughly as we would have liked – the stitches aren’t supposed to get wet.
Update 2: As of May 21st, the last remnants of the stitches came out last night. Her forehead is very red where the stitches were, but we are treating it with Neosporin. Now that the stitches are completely gone, we can resume full baths.