Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Sadie's Trip to the ER...
It all started out so perfectly. We have the Catholic Children's Treasure Box book series and have been doing "school" a bit more formally lately. Sadie was pretty thrilled to discover that the first story in the first seven books is about Saint Therese, and has been enthusiastically learning about her favorite saint.
We began our day with an early morning walk. We walked a mile to a park bench, sat and had a snack, and I read to the girls while they ate their rice cakes. Then we headed back to the park, where Sadie played in the sandbox while Mae Bae handed me handfuls of wood chips (a favorite activity).
And then, because it's a pretty warm day with a forecast of 81 degrees, I let the girls get into their matching pink bathing suits and set them loose in the water park. We were the only ones there and they had a great time playing and splashing in the water, and I was happy that it meant I wouldn't be bringing to sand covered girls home to the apartment. There was one spot in the middle of the water park though, that was slick and both girls slipped there several times before and I'd warned them to be careful... and then it happened. Sadie slipped and hit her chin on the ground. I ran across the park to her, and as she pushed herself up I saw blood pouring everywhere. Puddles of blood. I thought that she'd knocked her front teeth out, but quickly saw a large gash where her top teeth had gone through her tongue.
Sadie cried and told me that she didn't want the blood getting on her princess bathing suit tutu. I told her I'd wash it and marveled that she was worried about one of her "princess dresses getting dirty" even then (she's very careful with them). Thankfully just as I got the girls in the stroller Paul called and I told him we were going to the ER. The bleeding had slowed though, and I didn't think we needed to call 911. I rushed home and put a very pale Sadie in regular clothes, changed Mae Bae and packed some books and snacks in a bag, anticipating a wait at the hospital.
We arrived at the hospital and were quickly seen. Everyone was wonderful. When the first nurse saw Sadie I think he doubted how bad it could be, because she was sitting calmly on my lap, and in fact, I was beginning to doubt it too (the pictures doesn't really do the wound justice, because her tongue isn't at quite the... gapping... angle that best shows the hole...). Then he asked her to show him and pretty quickly brought us back to the doctor. Sadie showed everyone, and tried to curl her tongue so that they could see the bottom of it. Ultimately she did have to be held down for them to make sure the bottom wasn't badly damaged (it wasn't).
The doctor who saw us was actually the very nice doctor who saw me when I was so sick after the miscarriage. He gave us lots of instructions on what to do and said not to hesitate to bring her back if my instincts told me it was getting worse, although he expects that it will heal nicely.
And so we are home. Sadie and Mae sister both enjoyed strawberry Popsicles (I see a lot of Popsicles in Sadie's future) and Sadie is feeling better after the generous dose of Tylenol we were told to give her.
We're taking the day off of doing anything and watching princess movies. Today has been eventful enough already!