Sunday afternoon was a day for firsts...
The day started out as any other Sunday would have. Logan and I got up early and went for a walk around Reid Park with our friend Diane. Afterwards we had coffee (Diane and I) at Starbucks. Then we went home had some breakfast and Logan went down for a nap... When he woke up I got him all ready to go to our friend's house so we could get our taxes done (I know I know... I should have had them done about two months ago...).
This is where it all started...
We were just hanging out, waiting for Jodi's husband to get home. We have been to Jodi's house many times before so Logan felt right at home playing with her son's toys, their cats, and trying to play with the dog (he's much bigger than the dogs we have at home). Well, after Craig got home we had lunch (yummy pizza... thanks Craig!) and just as we were all finishing up, getting geared up for some tax fun Logan tripped and fell on the dog (who was relaxing on the floor by our feet) which startled him to say the least.
I saw it all in slow motion... Logan falling... the dog jumping up, startled, and starting to snap at Logan... then he (the dog) pulled back like he realized what was happening... all the while I couldn't force my body to move to catch my baby... and in the end Logan's little nose had a run in with a dog tooth.
At first it didn't look like it was going to be too bad... a scratch maybe. But then the blood came pouring out and no matter how much I wiped it away, there was always more to take it's place. Logan started crying, I think because he was scared at first but later because I was holding him (his arms) down so we could apply pressure to stop the bleeding. As soon as we let him free he was fine -What a tough little guy!- Well we decided we should take him to the ER...
2p.m. Arrive at the ER.
2:30p.m. Jodi leaves to pick up Robert.
3p.m. Logan is finally being seen in triage
Robert and Jodi are back at the ER with us.
4:30p.m. We are finally given a room
5:30p.m. A doctor comes to talk about what needs to happen.
Logan is going to be in a conscious sedation while the stitch up his nose. Meaning his eyes will be open, he may make sounds and even move, but he won't know what's going on or feel anything, and he won't remember any of it. It was very weird and heartbreaking to watch.
6:30p.m. Robert is officially counted absent from work.
7:30p.m. Hospital staff shift change. Logan gets an iv put in place. I think this was one of the hardest parts to see. They (two nurses) had to hold him down in order to get the iv in, and all the while Logan is struggling and crying... at one point he cries out for "Daddy, Daddy..."
8p.m. We're moved to another room so we can cave at least two nurses and two doctors in the room for the procedure.
8:30p.m. Logan is sedated and the doctors do their magic.
8:50p.m. Seven stitches. Starting to recover from sedation.
Logan gets apple juice and even a Popsicle (to make sure he doesn't vomit from the medication) he's a bit 'out-of-it' but is laughing and in a good mood.
10p.m. We finally get to go home!
What a long day!
I would post pictures, but they are very graphic.
Logan slept well and woke the next morning to be the same energetic boy we know and love! He wasn't acting like he was in any pain at all... he was even wrestling with our dogs! I am surprised he hasn't been messing with his stitches at all. It's been a bit of a chore to clean his nose and put ointment on it, but if there's two on one it's much easier! He's healing nicely, and he'll actually get his stitches taken out tomorrow!
