Showing posts with label Stitches. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stitches. Show all posts

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Liam's Shiner

Liam fell off the bed a few weeks ago.  We heard a bump, but I thought it was most likely his foot hitting the stepstool to his bed.  When he came downstairs to our bedroom crying, I never turned the light on, but got a blanket, made a makeshift bed for him and told him to lay down and get comfortable.  When we woke up in the morning, I realized he had hit his head on the way down to the floor, when he fell during the night.  Fortunately there wasn't any broken skin.  I guess I will be opting to turn on the light in the future... :( 

I have a feeling he may have fluid in his ear, which could be messing with his equilibrium.  He has been sleeping for forever in a big boy bed (twin-sized bed) without safety rails.  The safety rails have since been reintroduced to his bed...

When we went to the doctor for a flu shot, I told her I felt a little lump in the area where he hit his eyebrow.  I didn't know if it might be a piece of chipped bone, or what.  She mentioned that there is coagulated blood in the area above his eye, which may take a few months to absorb, but that he should be fine.

How is this for a shiner? 

Peace, love and midnight scuffles with the floor,
Shelly, Doug, Ava and Liam



Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Griffith Thanksgiving 2010, Stitches, Home Repairs, Bring On Christmas!

We had such an amazing visit with family over Thanksgiving this year. I didn't seem to catch any pi,ctures at Dad's house over Thanksgiving this year, I did snap a few of the kids with my phone while we were at a restaurant.  For now, I do want to be sure to capture these memories before they escape me...

Liam is officially voicing his own opinion these days. For the most part, he's been entirely sweet. There is the occasional time when he won't take "no" for an answer, won't want to take his coat or shoes off, etc. He is really starting to talk well. We hold long conversations with him now. :-) For those that he just meets, they think that he doesn't talk. THEN they get to know him. :-) He is quite the little entertainer. Especially when he is tired and slap-happy. Who knew? He sings "Jesus Loves Me" in quite a loud, gruff voice. It's hard not to laugh!

Liam also had his first stitches (and hopefully ONLY!) three Sundays ago. He was in class at church, kneeling on the ground while playing with a toy, when he fell over. When he fell, his head landed on a toy. It wasn't a big cut, but was to the outer portion of his left eyebrow. A little bead of blood kept coming back when we would dab it, so we decided it would be best to have it looked at by a doctor. I was helping with a baby shower later that day, so Doug took him to a kids' clinic near our house (the place is a God-send!). They gave him some baby Valium and some topical numbing cream and stitched him up with two stitches. Doug said it was pretty hilarious to see Liam stoned out of his mind and not able to walk straight. :( While they were stitching him up, he wiggled his arms out of the papoose board. The doctor mentioned how strong Liam was, and that he had not had one "that strong in quite a while...." Oy. Doug said they gave Liam a popsicle afterward, which made him happy. After he finished the popsicle, he got really angry (thanks to the Valium). When the doc came in to check on Liam, he asked why he was upset, that the worst was over. Doug mentioned that he was crying because he was finished with his popsicle. The doc said "So, let's get him another one!" I guess that was enough to make Liam happy. The stitches were supposed to stay in for 5-7 days. We were in Michigan when they were supposed to come out, so we asked Doug's sister and brother-in-law (both a nurse and a Cardiologist respectively) if they wouldn't mind taking them out. They happily obliged. I held Liam's head while Uncle Tim took out the stitches. Liam didn't blink, fortunately. Ah, the adventures of a two year-old...

The end-of-year crunch is officially underway. Gifts to be bought, projects to wrap-up, goals to accomplish. So, life has been busy! We've been working on finishing the garage / sprucing it up. It always bugged me to see the back side of the insulation in the gargage, oil stains on the floor, etc. Doug added drywall to all the walls and then mudded / sanded them. I primed them and helped paint, as well. He then etched the floor and added a layer of epoxy paint with some flecks in it. It looks so nice! I think it will be so much easier to keep clean, which will hopefully keep our house clean (as our garage is a drive-under garage, directly under our master bedroom). We will also hopefully be able to use our old kitchen door in the basement, to seal off the area between our storage and the garage itself. In that way, it will help keep the items in our storage (i.e. Kitchenaid mixer) with less dust on them. Our furnace is directly on the other side of the wall which separates the garage from the storage area. So, with a sealed off door, the dirt from our vehicles will hopefully stay contained in the garage, and not make it's way to the air filter in the furnace. I promise I'm not a germaphobe, but do like to minimize dust, if at all possible.







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And finally this is the reason why I wanted to post... Last night, when Doug was putting Ava and Liam to bed, Ava gave Doug her ring and said "Here Daddy, this is something for you to remember me by." Doug, confused, said "Why do I need this to remember you? I will always remember you, even without a ring, but why are you giving it to me?" She explained to Doug that she knows that when she grows up, she won't live in the same house with us. That made Doug pretty sad. I cried when I heard that, of course. :( She is one smart cookie. I will give her that!

The trip up for Thanksgiving was a great one. The kids did amazingly well. We made it home in 10 hours and 45 minutes, as compared with a 15 hour ride last year. We stopped ONCE for gas / lunch / bathroom break, but made it the rest of the way. While in Michigan, we had a DVD player installed in the ceiling of our car (thanks for arranging that, Dad!) so that helped pacify the kids during the car ride.

It was nice to talk to Doug about what we would like to happen in the next year. I am vowing to be more purposeful about things, and try to think more long-term. Doug will be finishing up his chronological year-long Bible reading at the end of this year, so I hope to read through the same Bible next year. In the purposeful category, I know I need to be more consistent with praying, watching where money is spent, teaching our kids what I feel is important, taking the time to exercise, increasing my knowledge of technology while at work. This is the draft list for the coming New Year's resolutions.

We got approval from the state to proceed with our landscaping on the creek-side of our house, so finally the stacked timbers in our back yard will get used. We have some ideas for our house (replace front door, wire above the mantle for a flat screen, etc, still dreaming of the tiered garden I envision on the non-creek side of our house). By the end of this year, we should have our mortgage down to just under $90k. (We were hoping this would happen this year, and it did!) We're upping how much we'll be paying on our mortgage by a smidge each month, so we're going to shoot to have our 15-year mortgage paid-off in the next 6 years (or sooner), hopefully saving us a bundle (over $20k!) in interest. I can only imagine how freeing that would be. Hoping that this will come to fruition. We'll see, and plug along at it, in the meantime.

We had our first fire IN YEARS in the fireplace last night. I broke down and bought a cord of firewood and a Duraflame log. It's that time of year, and we've had a few rainy, chilly days. I was a little weary of how the kids would do around the fire, but they actually did well. Liam kept telling me that it was hot. :-) While Liam and Doug went to Home Depot, Ava and I even had a dance party in the dark. Our dance party was set to Christmas swing tunes, lit only by the fire and our neon glow sticks. :-) Memories made.

While in Michigan, we went ate dinner at a place called Italia Gardens with Dad and Dolly, the night before Thanksgiving. At this restaurant, they let kids make their own pizzas. Here are some camera phone pictures of Ava making her pizza (and Liam's). She thought Liam would like ham. She does not like ham. :-) At this restaurant, Liam ate his first salad! He started picking at Doug's croutons, asked for some lettuce from my place and ate it (it had Italian dressing tossed in with it). He kept eating more, so I put some salad on his own plate. He ate at least 10 bites with a fork. I didn't want to force it on him, but was very surprised that he would eat this. Especially considering that he and Ava don't like lettuce on soft tacos, when we get them from Taco Bell. Maybe he is my son, after all? ;-)

Ava really stretched out (taller) lately. She is growing up so fast, and is such a sweetie. She has also been selected to become part of an "advanced" class at school, where they will focus more on reading, and receive more one-on-one attention in doing so. She smiled VERY big this morning when I told her how proud I was of her, and how fun it was going to be. She is anxious to read more.





















Peace, love and fireside dance parties,
Shelly, Doug, Ava and Liam

Friday, January 23, 2009

A Week of Firsts: E.R. Visits and New Teeth!

I'm such a bad blogger! I have so many things to post, but haven't had time to catch-up, yet.

So, I will try to be brief and catch-up starting with this week's events....

We had our first E.R. visit with Ava on Tuesday. Most will remember Tuesday for the inauguration of Barak Obaama, the first African-American president. Unfortunately we will remember other moments that occurred that day.

Ava tripped and fell against a wooden chair at day care and split her forehead WIDE open. She required five deep stitches and glue / tape on the top layer of the cut. She was SO BRAVE during the whole ordeal. I can't believe how grown-up she is these days!

I got the call around 2:30 from her day care stating "your daughter is bleeding from her head, we called an ambulance, you should leave now." Lovely. Hearing that my daughter is bleeding from her head made me start shaking immediately. I got there within two minutes, I'd say. The ambulance and fire trucks were there. Ms. Barbara was holding her, sitting in a chair, consoling her with an ice pack on Ava's forehead. Everyone was so great and calm, thankfully. I took my clue from them. I tried to maintain my own composure as I was sure Ava would lose hers if she saw me start crying. After hearing a Cliff Notes version of what occurred, we were headed out the door. I declined to have the EMS workers take her in the ambulance... I think it's $300 or so for an ambulance ride with our insurance, and didn't think getting there two minutes later using our own car would really be that significant.

Never needing to visit our local E.R. in the past, the EMS workers had to give me directions. We were on our way. I was driving to the E.R., calling Doug to tell him to pick-up Liam at day care, trying to make sure Ava was calm and not poking her cut (or falling asleep), wrapping-up time-sensitive work calls for the day and trying to find this hospital to which I had never been. Nice. We found our way there easily. Phew!

She wanted to be sure that we brought her pink princess backpack (a gift from Aunt Sherry from Christmas) into the E.R. with us. So there I was, clumsily carrying Ava, my purse and a pink backpack into the E.R. They put numbing medication on her head at triage (via cottonball and a bandage to cover). I received a few calls from the day care principal while we were there, she felt so bad. I told her I would call her back later.

Normally Ava is averse to having her temperature taken or getting on the scale to be weighed. She had no issues with anything this time around. The nurses even commented on how well she did, asking how old she was.

While we were waiting in our treatment room, gash in forehead, Ava sang church songs for the entire E.R. Our door wasn't closed, so everyone got a free concert. And trust me...when Ava sings, she SINGS. :-) Amazing.

The doctor came in, said she needed stitches, and was going to try to do the work WITHOUT additional antistethic (aka not fun needle pokes). After he told me that she was going to need the papoose board, I tried to talk to Ava about what was going to happen. I told her she was going to be put on a board and that she would be wrapped up like a hot dog and feel like she was getting a very big, tight hug. She saw a dry-erase board on the wall and said "That's a board I will lay on!" :-) She was wrapped-up into the sheet and into the papoose like a champ.

She did fine until the doctor put the first stitch in. The doc knew at that point that she wasn't numb enough. Great. So he gave her three shots of antistethic in her cut while she wailed. He then started stitching her up at the deepest layer (he said the cut was one layer away from her skull). She did fine after that, but was annoyed by the papoose at that point, saying "Mommy, get me out of here!" I heard that sentence a few times. The hardest thing I did during this whole ordeal was to try to not cry for her. I knew she would REALLY lose it if I did...

The day care principal showed-up while Ava was being stitched. She added additional distraction for Ava, thankfully. I was really impressed that she showed-up. After Ava was stitched, they glued the cut shut and put some sort of tape over the cut, as well. She got an orange popsicle and was loving it.

When we were done, we headed to the Business Office to pay. The principal wanted to come with us and held Ava's hand while I was paying. The principal told us that the day care wants to pay our E.R. co-pay ($125). I told her I didn't expect them to do that, but she insisted. And truthfully this could've happened at home or day care. We've been fortunate that nothing like this has happened yet. And I pray nothing like this happens in the future!!!!

We've been assured that the glue helps cuts heal with the least amount of scarring (instead of stitches). Fortunately the cut goes cross-wise, so it shouldn't be a big deal. We were advised to be extremely vigilant with sunscreen on the healed cut, and apply vitamin E often to help the scar. It looks like a doozy right now, but once the glue and tape fall off, I think it will heal very well. And it's also fortunate she has bangs right now.

Being the crazy mom that I am, I called her pediatrician and a dermatologist the next day. Her pediatrician says that we should follow-up in a week as a precaution. The dermatology nurse said that time is what is needed in this type of situation, to heal optimally.

On the way home from the E.R., Ava told me that she wants to be a doctor so she can "help people". (She also wants to be a firefighter). She also told me "Mom, the doctor sewed my bump." :-) (Yes, as of last weekend Doug and I are no longer "Mommy and Daddy", we are "Mom and Dad". How quickly they grow-up. :-) I am astounded at how well she did during our E.R. visit. She really impressed me!

NOT TO BE MINIMIZED AT ALL, LIAM HAS HIS FIRST TOOTH! He woke up yesterday with it, after a rough time getting to bed and staying asleep. He can move wherever he wants to, it seems, but he doesn't technically "crawl" there, yet. He does crawl backward, scoots sideways, rolls, sits up on his own, but doesn't crawl forward yet. He reaches things, moves them back and forth between both hands. He also picks food up and puts it into his mouth but has a hard time with smaller items like Gerbers Puffs. He LOVES eating them, but I will normally feed them to him. I will keep the other fun updates for a post of his very own. :-) And I promise I will get to it!

I hope all of you are enjoying the start to a new year and the promise of good things God has in store.

Peace, love, stitches and glue,
Shelly (aka "Mom")

P.S. - Pictures and other posts to follow, I promise. :-)