September 16, 2006

• I thought for sure the cryptic entry would be enough to rouse at least a few comments, but nooooooo……

  Here’s what happened. My dear son Greg was playing with one of Dylan’s toys on Friday and managed to stick himself in the eye with it. I have no idea how he did it. He never did give me a straight answer. The doctor recommended we take him to the ER since they have the equipment to check him out. The triage nurse actually laughed when Greg explained what happened.

  So they checked him out and he had scratched his cornea. Antibiotic drops etc., and he’s all set, right? Wrong.

  Saturday evening, I asked Greg if he would run out to the car and bring in two of the bags of water softener salt that we’d gotten at the store. It was raining out so when he stepped into the door, his foot slipped on the floor and he fell – hard! He landed halfway out the door. His ribs crashed right on the threshold with 80 pounds of solar salt right on top of him.

  Greg has one of the highest pain tolerances of anyone I’ve ever seen. He is undoubtedly one of the toughest kids you’ll ever meet, but he was in agony! He could hardly sit up and he was ready to call the ambulance from his cell phone because we weren’t doing it fast enough to suit him.

  Tara was trying to listen to his chest to be sure he hadn’t burst a lung (a very real possibility with an injury like that), and he was complaining to her and generally being very unhappy. It was actually funny. Tara told him, “Greg, would you just shut up! I know what I’m doing!”

  So Greg and I made the next trip to the ER. It was a completely different staff than the night before. We were joking that the child protection people were going to come take him away (they’d give him back pretty quickly!).   He didn’t have any broken ribs or kidney damage, so they just said to take it easy.

  So that was the deal. Lots of fun. I’ll try to update more soon.

  
  

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