Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Our emergency room visit...

Our emergency room visit...the one where the brick attacked my 6 year old's head, or something like that.

It was about 12:15 and I had just finished my lunch at work when my cell phone rang. I had the pleasure of getting to speak to the school nurse. Who quite honestly sounded a little panicked.

Nurse: Mrs. Crookedeyebrow? This is the school nurse, I have JC in my office...

CE: Yes, is everything OK?

Nurse: Well, he fell onto a playground brick and gashed the back of his head. The bleeding hasn't stopped...

*and she quit talking at this point, which freaked me out. you don't leave me hanging that the bleeding hasn't stopped!*

CE: What? A brick?? Bleeding? What?

* I didn't know bricks where part of playground equipment, but hey, next thing I know they will start putting shattered glass in with the mulch*

Needless to say I got to the school fairly quickly, because I would NEVER break the speed limit, and was fully expecting to see his head split wide open, him crying with blood everywhere. Twas not the case. He was sitting, telling jokes, cracking the office staff up while coloring. I kid you not.

School nurse? sucks for making me worry.

While at the ER to get evaluated for stitches, the nurse made a comment about needing a staple in his head. JC quickly stopped joking and laughing. He looked up with a blank face to the nurse stuck out his hand to her to further his point and said
" I always pray for God to take care of me and not to let me get hurt. So, obviously, you are not going to get your way, I'm not getting a staple in my head, that would hurt!"

The nurse could not keep a straight face. I must admit, I about pissed myself. Yes dear Internet, I did just type that. I could not stop laughing, the whole ER could not stop laughing on how grown up he sounded. But you know what? He was right, no stitches or staples. We had the choice and the doctor and I opted not to. * I now question it, because it will hurt more washing his hair each day* JC was right...

To reward the injured and admire his bravery, mommy treated him to Cold Stones Creamery for yummy not good for you ice cream. He then told me "Mom, that brick attacked my head huh?"

Yup, those bricks are vicious son...

11 comments:

Laurie & Chris said...

You have a very brave and funny boy! It sounds like it may have hurt mommy more then JC! LOL I am glad he was ok once you got to the school.

JaniceNW said...

Nothing like a little panic to get your heart racing, ey? My 16yo son slipped on a jungle-gym firetruck in first grade and he had blood all over his face.......my friend was at school and drove us to the pediatrician's. We (me and son) kinda went into shock so they made us drink some box juice. I went though Brennan's illness and death with no vaso-vagel reactions(like fainting when one sees blood) but seeing my 7yo with blood all over and crying just freaked me out. Other children's blood, no issue. I've even pulled parts of juniper out of my oldest's leg once, it was about an inch in.

Glad your son is okay. I wonder if that new glue can be used on head injuries. My son ended up with loose front and 3 stitches in his upper lip.

chrissy said...

Glad to hear everything turned out ok! I can't stand phone call reports. They are not always accurate.

Beth F. said...

Poor guy and poor you! I'm so glad everything turned out okay.

He sure is a smart one, isn't he?

Lost A Sock said...

Aww, poor guy!!

My Wonderful Men... said...

He is so funny to tell the nurse that. Good for him!
You have to love that nurse at the school for having you in such a panic. Did you slap her when you got to the school? Just joking...
Glad to hear JC is o.k.

Peanut Butter and Jelly Boats said...

Awww, what a sweet little guy you have. Hope he heals quickly!

Teena said...

Poor fella! I hope he's okay now.

Anonymous said...

ahhhh.....isn't that sweet? the Nurse from school actually worried about your son enough to call you...OR, maybe she just worried that you (like everyone else) would "SUE" her b/c she didn't call you...and poor little JR might start vomiting in the middle of the night, or hurting soooooo bad that you would HAVE to take him to the ER and then the "not so caring" nurse would have to answer to that....OR...OR....MAYBE...you would have to SLAP her for saving his little bottom and calling your princess A@$ to the school...how about thanking the nurses who save and treat your kids when you are all too frantic to even remember a stinkin' date of birth.....just joggin' some memories ye' old princesses........

Crooked Eyebrow said...

wow to that comment,
obviously you don't visit often I am a nurse, so up yours.


and I did thank her, very much so.


and the date of birth thing?What the hell is that?

Get your facts and story straight before you leave comments. Grow some balls(tits) and not leave anonymous comments as well.

Crooked Eyebrow said...

Also to my new visitor, your search that brought you to *my* site was from a search from "er nursing sucks"


so, obviously you do not think so highly of some nursing staff.


Like I said, I'm a nurse who happens to love nursing.