August
2006
Is This Life With Two Boys?
Around 1:30 this afternoon Drew closed a door in our living room. Unfortunately Bran’s left ring finger was caught in the hinge side. Because it hurt and because he’s an impatient 15-month old, rather than wait for me as I ran across the room, he decided to pull his finger out. The result was a torn off finger nail and the skin at the tip of his finger. I will never be able to get the picture of his little finger out of my mind. Four hours and five stitches later we came home. Bran seems to be doing fine. He’s getting back to his jolly self (this was somewhat inhibited by the Ketamine he had been giving during the surgery) and he’s learning how to play with a hand so bandaged it looks like he’s wearing a mitten. I guess he’s getting practice for playing in the snow this winter. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so awful, and other than the first 4 weeks they were born, so helpless. I was so blessed that my neighbor Kim was home and able to come with me and take care of Drew until Mike could get there. Thank you Kim, you’re an angel!
I was also very pleased at how well we were cared for at the Royal Alex, how quickly we were seen and the bedside manner of the nurses. I have only one complaint…is it really necessary to do construction outside of the main entrance to the emergency room? And why is it so hard to find the emergency parking? I had to stop right before the emergency doors while they let cars out because they only had room for one lane. Ummm…emergency? Could you at least figure out how to block traffic a little further down please? I know it was probably a necessity to improve the hospital and no it wasn’t life or death. But to a mother with a very small child with a very small finger it was a very big deal!
But thank the Lord, we actually got in just before a rush of people, we were well cared for after getting in, and my boy is home sleeping in his own bed. My only question now is, “Is this life with boys?”
Ouch! That may affect his piano career…You need to be more careful like your brother Andrew, Bran! ha ha ha ha, OK never mind. Just heal quickly OK?…for mommy’s sake.
Were his last words before the surgery “Tell Cuddy to give me Ketamine”? Because that would be really cool. Especially for a 15 month old.
(inside House reference).
Good Job Drew. I think I did the same to your Dad’s finger when we were kids. Except I think I broke his. I am sure Brandon deserved it, just like Mike did
(On a serious note I am glad to hear Brandon seems to be doing ok.)
Oh yea….one more thing.
This is life with ‘Bowling Boys’.
He’s a genius I know. The only problem is knowing whether he’s hallucinating or not!
Bowlings…boys…you’re right! Why didn’t I think about this before I had them? Not that it would have done much good. I was kind of hoping to put this kind of thing off, say 10 years or so…
I hope you get two of them as well! : )
Your blog wouldn’t be very interesting without major stories like this one, so the boys just wanted to make sure your friends had something amazing to read about. Thanks boys! Hang in there, Shayna!
Are you saying I’m boring, because if so… you’d be right.