While Jordan and I were preparing lunch today, Will was playing in the living room. We think he must have either been practicing a somersault or running without looking where he was going again. He must have hit his head on the edge of the wall. Jordan heard a bang and all I heard next was blood-curtling screaming. We ran in the living room and saw Will hunched over crying. We picked him up and saw a huge hole about the size of my thumb print in his forehead. It looked soooo deep, like it never ended. Jordan immediately rushed him into our new van while I turned off the stove and grabbed the diaper bag. I think we drove faster to the hospital than we did while test driving the van, and that is really saying something. Will was in agony and blood was dripping into his eye. We held a cold, wet cloth over it, but he hated every second. I rushed into the ER admissions area while Jordan parked the van, and they took us in right away. The hole was no longer bleeding by the time we got to a room, which is a good thing. The nurses kept saying they couldn't believe it stopped. Will was lucid by very upset. They eventually put a numbing gel on a gauze pad and tapped it to his head. We were in the room for about an hour before they did the stitches. Imagine keeping Will contained in a small room for an hour, and then imagine doing it while he is super cranky and has blood all over! Definitely not an easy afternoon! We did our best with opening and closing doors, flushing the toilet, and turning lights on and off.
When the time for stitches came, I had to leave the room. My stomach was already in knots and with the baby constantly kicking, I thought I was going to either go into meltdown or vomit. Jordan was a trooper and stayed with Will. They put his arms in a pillow case behind his back, and then wrapped him in a straight jacket. He had five stitches put in. He was hysterical when I went back in the room, and all he wanted was to go home. We brought him home, put in a Blue's Clues, gave him his most prized blue chuppie, and within a half and hour, he fell asleep. All he wanted was to be held and snuggled. It was so wonderful holding him, but felt horrible under these conditions. I really envy parents who have children who want physical comfort since Will normally never wants it.
As you can see, he has a black eye and cut under his right eye, as well as the stitches above.