5 Stitches

Sunday Danny had to be taken to the ER. He fell in the front yard and bumped his head on the block retaining wall outside of our house. He was bleeding profusely and it looked awful. Dan was out of town but luckily Dave was here and he went with me. Madison's friends mother took Madison home with her. We walked into the ER looking like we had walked out of a war zone. Danny had blood dripping down his face and his clothes and shoes were covered in blood. I had it on my face from holding him and all over my shirt. The triage nurse looked at him and then told us to get back in line -they are so sympathetic (not)-that he was fine and would just need a few stitches. They should have to stand in line with a 2 year old that is hurt! After an hour of waiting we finally got in to see the dr. Danny needed 5 stitches in the middle of his forehead. They had to strap the kid down in a cocoon looking thing to hold him still. The whole experience was horrifying. Danny has been having nightmares since. He wakes up screaming "Hurt, Hurt". The poor baby.