It wasn't too long after I got home that they arrived. Monkey was crying, and The Scientist updated me that Monkey had fallen and cut his Chin. I don't remember if I blogged about it before, but he'd cut his chin at the pool, in practically the same place, maybe four or five months ago. This time, he had fallen off of the scooter, cut his chin, and bit his tongue. I hoped for the best but, after about five minutes of trying to clean it, realized that we needed an emergency room visit.
I packed up a bag full of Transformers, HotWheels, Micromachines, and Transformer books. The last four or five times that I've been to the emergency room, we waited for a long time, and the tv, bead coasters, meager selection of books, and locked-up video games only hold the attention for so long. I only brought water because, from prior experience, I know that they don't allow any food or drink for the patient just in case anesthesia is needed. I dropped the boys off at the entrance and went to park the car in the garage. I'm always surprised how fast people drive in the garage (or the boys' school's parking lot for that matter) knowing that there might be kids darting out into traffic, but I'll save that rant for another blog...or facebook. :D All of my preparing, was unneeded though. We weren't there more than 10 minutes when they called us back to an exam room.
We weren't in the exam room for even one minute when the ER resident, Dr. C, came in to evaluate. We were still working on getting Monkey's shirts off, and he was less than helpful. He even snapped at Dr. C, which is understandable. The poor kid has been in the ER no less than five times in four years, and the visits have never been exactly pleasurable experiences. Dr. C. had already looked at our file and reminded us of verified our prior visits (ex. possible swallowing of thumb tacks-negative findings, laceration on ear from fall in daycare). I smiled and said, "He's adventurous." Dr. C looked at his chin and told us it's superficial, but because of the location of the laceration sutures would be needed. He said that he would have someone from Child Life come in and explain the procedures to Monkey and bring some distractions.
She, sorry I can't remember her name, came in and talked with us, and Monkey a little, about a cool gel that would make his chin feel better. Monkey snapped at her too. The doctor dropped by again with some of his supplies. The nurse then came in to numb up his chin. Then we waited for about thirty-five minutes for the gel to kick in. I told Dirty, in that time, that I was a little ticked, the one time he's able to go the the ER for the boys, we didn't have to wait for hours, and everything was moving really smoothly and quickly. He said that he was glad it did because he was freaking out as it was. Monkey did really well throughout the procedure. It took about thirty minutes for Dr. C. to give Monkey five stitches and he had to leave, come back and re-lidocaine part of Monkey's chin. We were released soon after that with orange popsicles for the boys.
We made a quick stop at McDonalds for dinner (read: Daddy feels guilty that I told you they wouldn't hurt you in the emergency room, but then they did.) After that, we made a quick stop at the grocery store for ice cream, triple anti-biotic, dinner for a couple nights, and milk. We've ended the trip to come home to about ten spots of dog vomit throughout the carpeted area of the house. I made Dirty clean it up because I would yack myself if I had to clean it up. And that is how the House Full Of Boys...and Me spends the warmest day in what seems like months. I'm sure you're extremely jealous of how glamorous my lifestyle must seem. :D
