Emergency room take two..

The second trip was for Nixon.

We were just about to finish up packing for our trip down to the beach, when I went to get the stuff for my bathroom bag. All of a sudden I hear Ethan say, "Oh no." He said Nixon had tripped and hit the bed frame. Then I hear, "Oh no. Kaytlin get in here!" I run into the room and there's blood all over. I run to get paper towels, but then realize I'm going to need something more, so I grab a towel. We got it as cleaned up as much as we could and called our urgent care to let them know we were on our way.

When we got to the urgent care, they told us there was nothing they could do, so they sent us down to the pediatric emergency department. After this second trip to an urgent care, I've decided, unless it's a tiny cut that needs a bandaid, they're kind of useless.

We made our way down to the ER and they checked us in. They put him in this little gown that was so adorable.

He was in good spirits, so we decided to let him walk around the room a little bit. It was the CUTEST thing I've ever seen. 

I've never been in an ER with a child before, and I don't know if it is a common practice, but while they were putting on the liquid stitches, they had a Child Life Specialist, which is a fancy way of saying someone who tries to distract the child from what's really going on and to keep it the least traumatic that they can. She had a little spinning light up toy which worked great until the sting. Poor guy, as if the pain of smacking his face wasn't enough, evidently the burn of the stitches was pretty bad too. 

The doctor finished up and we were able to calm him down, and give him a little fruit bar. This is the face of a little boy who decided to take on a mean metal bed frame. I wish I could say the frame lost. 

We finished up the paperwork and was on our way. He had had such a rough morning, that all he wanted was some snuggles from his dad.

As I had mentioned before, we were packing up for a trip to the beach and after two trips to the ER, we debated scrapping the whole thing. We figured we could either stay home, figuratively licking our literal wounds, while the whole family was at the beach, or we could join them. It didn't take long to agree we would still go. It may have been a few hours later than planned, but we were going to go to Edisto Beach with the whole family and make it a great trip! And so we did.