Celia was at the playground today and missed a rung on a ladder and fell hard on her bottom. I knew the cry was very different and I did a mad dash for her. I should mention that I never sit down at the park until this day and perhaps I never will again!!! She had been up this ladder a dozen times without an issue. Well when she landed on her bottom she evidently stuck her teeth straight through her lip and out the skin underneath her lip. I didn't know that at the time though. I rushed to get some wipes to see what the damage was and no thanks to any adult hanging around the playground, I had to struggle to open my purse and find them while blood was pouring into my hand covering Celia's lip. No one asked if I needed help or if she was okay. My niece Katie was with us and she was actualy the one who asked why no one was helping!!
In anycase we got the wipes and Celia calmed down a bit. I thought that the cut underneath her lip was caused by teeth going on the outside, sort of biting down- I never thought that she bit straight through!! But the cut under lip kept opening everytime she moved her lip so I thought a call to her Dr's office would be a good idea. So to my surprise the nurse directed us to the ER. Reluctantly I called Pete to come home and meet us at the ER, thinking this was sort of over the top as the cut was barely bleeding now. But off we went and when we got there, she tilted back her head and I saw that it was a bit deeper then I thought and it entered my mind that maybe it was all the way through! A nurse confirmed it and then we waited, and waited, and waited.
Pete took Katie out to eat and home. Celia was awesome in the waiting room, absolutely awesome. It still made me think that we would get back to the ER and they would just send us home. No such luck, stitches were needed. The Dr was awesome. She totally understood that Celia did well if things were explained to her, with they were good things or bad things! So she told Celia that the first part was going to hurt, that she would get a shot and then no more pain. So Celia lay beside me, a nurse held her head gently and I hugged her arms just in case- but there was evidently no need for that as she was so good. She got the shot of numbing medicine, cried with the pain and got a hug from Mommy. She then laid back down and let them finish cleaning her and then came the stitches. Everything on the suture tray was explained and Celia was okay with things. She lay still as they stitched her and only when the Dr had to pinch her gum a little did she cry a little- you can't blame her!! It wasn't until after everything was done that she lost it some. She calmed down though, hugged the towel that they had draped on her- told me she loved her towel- and ate a popsicle. I should also mention that Ms. Chatty was not her typical shy self at first- Celia is shy at first usualy. She told everyone what happened and how it happened, it had some fun conversations. Everyone was amazed at her language skills and how responsive she is, I am amazed too.
I am more amazed at how brave she was, I can't say that if I had to get stitches that I would be that brave. So home we went, she had some yogurt and applesauce and Daddy put her to bed. My little trooper. She amazes me everyday.