Stitches

So, a few weeks ago Isabelle and I were at a friend’s house.  Isabelle was in the back room playing and I was just getting ready to leave.  Then we heard Isabelle screaming.  We went running to find her on the elliptical with a big chunk of skin taken out of the top of her foot.  It looked like she had got her foot stuck in the machine and pulled back, taking a big piece of skin out. 

We were a bit flustered.  She wanted a bandaid, I’m trying to decide if I should take her to Urgent Care for stitches, my friends are trying to find ice, bandaids, etc. to doctor the wound.  Finally, we get out the door and I just decide to take her straight to Urgent Care.  I get there, make a few phonecalls (Karter was home with my sister), and see the doctor. 

Four stitches on the top of her foot.  It was pretty tramautic getting those stitches in.  Lets just say another nurse was called in to help, lots of screaming and crying, and a very stressed out momma and little girl.  We did end the trauma with a trip to McDonalds for a yogurt parfait. 

The stitches came out 10 days later.  More screaming and crying but Daddy was there this time to help us get through.  Its still healing.  She is going to have a nice backward “J” scar on the top of her foot, a nice battlewound from her childhood. 

This is the first set of stitches for our family.  It was really scary for her, she really doesn’t like anything the feels, looks, or sounds like pain.  NOT. ONE. THING.  But a little pain now may teach her what she needs to know to avoid a lot of pain later.  If it was going to happen to anyone it would happen to Isabelle.  She is my energetic girl, that attacks every situation full throttle, nothing held back.  I love this about her, her energy and passion for living.  I just hope in some things she learns to be careful, cautious, and wise.  Hopefully situations like this will help her see the importance of slowing down and being careful.  I’m proud of her for making it through.