So it's the probably the most expensive piece of medical tape and saline solution I'll ever pay for, but at least he's alright. Just a nasty scar for a reminder.
"Beware when the great God lets loose a thinker on this planet." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson US essayist & poet (1803 - 1882)
Friday, November 21, 2008
Well, we made it 7 1/2 years before a trip to the ER...pretty good if you ask me!
Yesterday Jimmy had a 1/2 day of school which forced him to come to marching band parade practice with me at the high school. Everything was going great, he played his DS in the hallway while we practiced inside and he ran like a madman all over the turf field, playing class clown while the band marched around the track two times playing the T'giving parade tunes.
We headed back inside when we were done and Jimmy being the little helper he was ran down the hall to the other door to let some kids in. Apparently the spring on that door is a little tight and it closed quickly on him and smashed his fingers in the door.
Of course it bled quite heavily. I took him back in the band room and ran it under water while a couple of my students found paper towel & band aids. We got it wrapped up and he held it tight while I drove him the 1 mile to the ER. Upon first look the Dr. Ass't thought it might need stitches, but after the x-rays to make sure he didn't fracture or hurt the bone, and we got it cleaned up it just barely wasn't deep enough for stitches.