Folks, there was a lot of blood. She must have hit an artery. Then, Sophia who was still upstairs started screaming too because she was confused and scared. I looked at the gash in her head, which was right between her eyebrows and it was deep. We got something to stop the blood, I picked up Clara and put her in the car. Meredith gathered everyone's shoes. And we were off for a very, very long 15-minute car ride to the ER.
I was trying to pray with the kids but I was having to shout my prayer in order to be heard. I think this is the first time I have literally screamed out a prayer!
On the way to the hospital, in between screams, Clara asked, "Am I going to DIE?!" When I told her, "You will be okay," she asked, "Will other kids laugh at me?"
Clara received excellent care. Kevin arrived about 10 minutes after we did. Kevin's mom and aunt arrived around that same time too. (Ironically, they were at another hospital down the street while Kevin's grandma was having a pacemaker put in! It was a VERY exciting day! Although, not the kind of excitement we prefer, for sure.)
We made sure to ask for a plastic surgeon to stitch her up. It is her face, after all. The gash was about the size of a nickel and it exposed her bone. It was bad. But, like I said, she got really good care.
While coming out of anesthesia, she waxed hysterical. We laughed over all the funny things she said. Her dad helped her in a wheelchair and she was enthralled with it all. While helping her back into bed, she was very loopy and kept saying, "Dad. I can haaaaannnndle it. I can haaaaaannnnndle it." Silly girl.
We are very grateful that God protected us. I know this visit to the ER, though traumatic for us at the moment, is nothing compared to other accidents. It could have been a lot worse. We are thankful.
Clara had some family and friends send her goodies to help sweeten the deal. She felt very loved. She was outside running around the following day!
4 comments:
I'm so glad it worked out OK! And you had a lot of presence of mind to ask for the plastic surgeon - good thinking!
Oh my goodness, that would be absolutely terrifying! I'm so glad to hear that she's ok and running around again. (Yes indeed. Good presence of mind to ask for a plastic surgeon! I wouldn't have thought of that!)
For some reason, I am completely unsurprised that it was the second born that did it. (When my second girl learns to drive, I will need a prescription for something powerful.)
Far too funny that the second though was the laughter of other kids. Was she worried they would laugh, or was she hoping they would?
Bless her heart, I'm so glad she is okay! God bless
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