So...I am quite possible the WORST reactor on the PLANET when it comes to seeing my child bleed.
My son, Gaven, suffered his first accident that required staples last night.
Gaven is seven years old and we are gradually allowing Gaven to be more independent. He, for the most part, bathes himself at night because we have taught him how to properly clean himself and how to work the knobs on the tub (don't worry, I ALWAYS go in and check him). Well, last night I started his bath for him and went downstairs to get him. When I called for him, he ran upstairs without his pajamas. I went down to get his pajamas and told him to get into the tub.
So, I am coming back upstairs with his pajamas and I hear a crash and THUNK! in the tub. I said, "Oh, F@$&!" and started to run. He instantly started crying and screaming like I've never heard my child cry and scream. He stands up and I'm for sure he broke a bone or something. He didn't, 2 seconds after he stood up, the blood started just running out the back of his head. And he screams,"My head. I don't want to die!!" He held onto the towel rack in the tub to get in and he fell back and hit the back of his head.
I did the worst thing a mother could do when I first saw the blood and I yelled out and almost passed out. I got all hot and woozy and then I felt like I was going to cry but I knew I couldn't because I didn't want to freak him out even worse. I told him that he wasn't going to die and I grabbed a rag and asked him if he was ok to stand up.
My fiancee was gone taking my other son up north to his occupational therapy appointment so he was an hour away. He took my car because it's better on gas.
I feel like an @ss but I called 911 because I knew that I was not going to be able to drive. They came and my son asked them if he was going to die and we all told him that he wasn't. He then started crying saying he didn't want stitches and they looked at it and the guy mouthed to me, behind my son's back, "Oh, yes, he's going to need stitches".
I had dressed him real quick before the ambulance got there and he had blood ALL OVER HIM. It was awful.
He did good at the hospital with getting the staples put in his head.
I had to sponge bathe him when we got home because the dried blood on his back and tummy were itching him.
He's staying home today and what's weird is, they didn't patch it up. He just has the staples in the wound and you can see them. The doctor didn't seem too concerned that it would get infected or anything. He said that after 24 hrs. we can gently wash it with soap and water.
Oh, and we got a CTscan of his head and that's alright.
I guess I don't handle these situations well. I always thought I could handle seeing blood, but it never occurred to me how different that might be when the blood is coming from my own son.
GAH. I need some thicker skin because this is, I'm sure, the first of many accidents my son will have.