In Stitches

The day before we went to Utah in August, Sully and Keats broke a champagne glass on the kitchen floor. Mike was very careful when he picked it up: the housecleaners were coming this day and he didn't want any of them to get cut. As he walked through the garage with the dustpan, he bumped into something and heard something hit the floor but he didn't see what had fallen. Fast forward a few hours, I was upstairs packing and the boys were out in the garage playing. I hear Sully crying as he is running up the stairs, and I can tell this is a serious cry. I ran out of my room and got to the stairs just as he came to the top. He was holding his foot and I instinctively picked him up and ran to my bathroom. I set him on the counter and put his foot in the sink and OH.MY.GOD the sink filled with blood! It was crazy. The cut was only about a half-inch long but was very deep. Mike and I debated stitches and decided to try skin glue and bandages as we were leaving in a few hours for a long drive. During the drive, the wound was fine. I kept checking and there was no bleeding at all. About four seconds (possibly a slight exaggeration) after we got to Paul & Marilyn's, Keaton came running to get me, yelling that Sully is bleeding. And he was-- and Paul & Marilyn  have white carpet...so, I told Mike we needed to take him to an urgent care clinic. We happened to find one that was closing in about 15 minutes. They gave Sullivan three stitches, would have given him a fourth if he'd held still, and they sent him away with a green popsicle, so he was a happy boy.

These photos are of him trying to be brave before the stitches were placed.

So, he got the stitches and I got the instructions not to let him submerge his foot and get the wound wet. Uh, yeah....Grandma & Grandpa have a pool, Aunt Lisa has a pool at her condo, and Aunt Catherine was taking us out on her boat....not much chance that this wound will remain dry! I did tape it up each time, but each time the sucker got wet. We were to have Sully's regular doc take his stitches out on September 6th but the wound wasn't healed enough. I took him back the following week (so his stitches were in for exactly 14 days! Yikes!) and it took four adults to hold him down to remove the stitches. That is one strong kid!!