Wheeeee....

J has been a busy boy the last few weeks.  Two weeks ago, I was at a PTA meeting at school (I'm on the board, that's a whole 'nother fun story), anyway, Randy comes a bit late to pick the boys up and the meeting has already started.  He takes Jackson out of the room and heads down to the cafeteria to get Jameson from the kid's group.  A few minutes later, Randy and Jackson appear at the doorway of the library, with Randy mouthing, "I need you NOW!"  I come out and see Jackson bleeding like a fountain down the side of his head and all over his coat and shirt.  I call the principal out of the meeting and ask her to get me some supplies to clean him up with.  She wants to call an ambulance; I just want to see what's going on under all the blood.  I get him cleaned up and see a pretty good hole in his head, where he had hit the stairs.  He was carrying the iPad and tripped.  He had to choose head or iPad, he chose iPad.

I drive him over to the Chateau because I was pretty sure he would need stitches.  The ED was a full house. I've never seen it that busy.  Most of the chairs were filled, there were kids crying, bleeding, throwing up in buckets, it was insane.  I should checked to see if it was a full moon.

The initial assessment was that yes, he did need stitches, but we had to wait for a room to open up.  We got there at 7:30 pm and they didn't get us back to a room until after 10.  Jackson was pretty worked up that he couldn't touch his head on that side because it's the side he tends to stim on.  He kept typing, "Blud, hit your head" on the iPad.

After they finally took us back, Jackson decided to document the process with selfies on my phone.

Numbing cream.

Bandage to prevent touching the numbing cream.

Looped on versed.

Stitching him up!

End result.

Finally got home a little after midnight.  Got the stitches taken out this past Tuesday, which was more traumatic than having them put in.  Versed is a wonderful thing, even though he was looped out of his mind and couldn't walk straight.  LOL  

Then, on Sunday, "the cough" decided to pay us a visit and we needed to head to the Chateau at 5:30 am.  I had to wake up Jameson and bring him along because Randy was out of town for a wedding.  Here's how Jameson decided to spend his time with the extra supplies from the mask kit:

Jameson was also thrilled that the doctor gave him a cherry popsicle at 6 am.  Jackson responded well to the meds and we were home by 10 am. 

Whew.  I need a nap.

Object du Jour:  The iPad and a huge box of old, old, old garage door remotes that a local garage door company gave to Jackson.  It's raining remotes!