Two little monkeys jumping on the bed

I haven't written a post in a long time... I started this blog to write things that were funny about my kids, but things that are so easily forgotten. I am glad that I did this, because just looking back there are things that I have already forgotten since March ('Bible' head).

Sunday, November 8, 2009, around 5:00 p.m. my kids were jumping on my bed. I was laying on the bed on my laptop and the kids were playing/rough-housing. I had told them several times to stop jumping that someone was going to get hurt. Well, you know what comes next...

I hear this horrible cry from Bayley. Not just an I am fussy cry, but a 'mom-knows-somethings-wrong' cry. I jump off the bed, run around it, pick her up, and lay her on the bed. She has blood starting to pool on her forehead. I grab a hand towel and tell her to hold it on her head. She is still crying. Brennen starts screaming when he sees the blood and I tell him to go get me a phone. He gets one and its not working (come to find out later, he had unplugged the phone when he plugged my laptop in so none of the cordless were working b/c the main base had no power).

I take Bayley off the bed and lay her on the coach. She has just her favorite outfit on-underwear only, so I grab her a dress out of the dirty clothes and put it on her. Her hair and face have blood all over them at this point. I have my pajamas on, so I quickly put some clothes on and we head out the door. Bayley has no shoes on and Bren is hopping on the deck b/c he hasn't had time to get both shoes on yet.

We get in the van and start towards Bath County hospital. I finally get cell service and call my mom. She answers and I start crying saying Bayley has cut her head and I am taking her to the hospital and to please call John (who is at work).

I calm myself down so that I am not crying (although I know my voice was shaky). Bayley hasn't had a nap and she has her blanket over her head. I keep talking to them and say Bayley don't go to sleep. Bayley don't go to sleep. Brennen starts crying and says is she goes to sleep, will she die???

We get to the hospital ER. The blood has really slowed down so we are put in one of the little 'rooms' with curtain walls. The nurse comes in and cleans the blodd off of Bayley's face. I had grabbed a bag from the house of the kids' clothes where they had spent the night with my mom on Tuesday. There were shoes in the bag, so I put those on Bayley and gave her a babydoll (also grabbed when running out of the house). She seems calm.

Brennen is interested in the man that has come in the 'curtain' room next to us. Of course you can hear everything that is said when you are side by side. Bayley is playing with her babydoll on the hospital bed telling the doll she is going to be ok and covering her up with her blankie.

Mom and Dad get there pretty quickly and the kids are happy to see them. Bayley starts asking if she can 'go with you' to Grammy (mom).

The doctor comes in and says that she needs stitches!! Since she is two he explains that they will put her on a kangaroo board. So they strap her in: feet, middle, arms. The nurse crossed Bayley's arms over her chest and puts her baby doll and blankie in her arms. One nurse is holding her head still and I am across from the doctor on the opposite side reaching inside the blue kangaroo pouch and holding her hand. At this point, she is crying and the nurse promises her some icecream when she gets finished.

The doctor lays the paper drape over her face with a square cutout for the cut on her forward. He tells me that he is going to do a contiuous stitch from the inside which is called a cosmetic stitch. He gets out the large needle that has a numbing solution in it. He injects this right into her cut. She WAILS. It begins to swell up so that he can stitch from the inside. I have to turn my head because it is hard watching my baby girl go through this and I am not 'medically inclined'-LOL!!!.

Because Bayley has to be so still, she hasn't had a nap, and has a cloth over her face she falls asleep as the doctor is stitching her up!!!!! The nurse brings her in a pink teddy bear and her release orders. Her daddy picks her up and we head out to the van.

She wakes up as we are strapping her in her carseat and starts crying, "ice-cream, ice-cream" (because my children NEVER forget anything and the nurse promised her icecream). So, we all truck back into the ER: me carrying Bayley, John, Brennen whining that he wants icecream too, Grammy and E. The nurse is surprised to see us so soon, but after a little explaining, does recall that she promised Bayley icecream.

So, about two and a half hours after the ordeal started, we are headed back home with two kids and two cups of vanilla icecream, a semi-grumpy papa, and one emotionally exhausted momma!!!