Stiches

I dropped a glass jar- a canning jar. I wasn't canning, just digging around in my pantry and a jar dropped from the top shelf and fell to the tile below. Of course it broke in a few big jagged pieces. I felt pretty lucky because Jaxon was in his seat eating breakfast. I cleaned it up-tried to find every stray piece. I took all that glass and put it in the trash. I pulled the garbage bag up over the glass and tied it so little fingers wouldn't find it. There it sat so that when my hubbs came home in a few hours he could toss it. ( last time I threw away broken glass I cut myself)

Fast forward a few hours: Kevin came home- I had shopping and left Jax with Kevin and Breeona, who had just come home from school. I was driving to a store about 15 min away and remembered I needed to ask Kevin something. I called home- no answer- called again- no answer- then he called back and said, "I need you to come home now! Jax just cut himself pretty bad, he might need stiches." AAAHHHH

Now I know that if K thinks it might be that bad, its going to be BAD.

I called the DR. and got an appoitment for 15 min from then.

I got home to find a calm Jax, a calm Kevin, and a worried Breeona all around the table with bloody paper towels, a first aid kit, and Jax just sitting there with Kevin holding his arm. We taped the towel around his tiny arm and off we went to the dr.

Lucky for us one of the Drs. at the place we go to does stiches. Lucky because she just did it in the office and we didn't have to go the the hospital. Poor Jaxon had to get strapped down and screamed and cried and screamed!!!!! Not only was he strapped down a nurse had to hold down his arm. He got 8 stiches! Heres a look a few days later when we took off the first wrapping.