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Stitches

We went 8 1/2 years without a kid getting stitches.  Not bad.  I hope that average gets better with time.  Nathan crashed Sunday in the indoor playroom at church.  He was riding a four wheel push car and he described the accident as, "I was going really fast and tipped over."  He now has four stitches to prove it.  I wanted to post on FB but figured it might be a bit gross.  I had to post it somewhere.

He had to go to urgent care and the doctor was great with him.  Recited 10 little monkeys with him to calm him down with a story about his own son jumping on a bed.  The doctor talked him through the whole process before hand and then told him what he was doing as he did it.  Nathan was awesome.  No one had to hold him down.  I have heard so many stories from parents how it took both parents and three nurses to hold them down for stitches.  Okay maybe I went a bit far with three nurses.  Regardless, he was an awesome patient.  The doctor thanked him for being good and Nathan replied, "thanks for being a good doctor."  The kids is a riot!

His Sunday school teacher drove us to urgent care.  Nathan did not want to go to the ER which is fine with me.  Others were in place to help us.  Thankful a ER doctor goes to our church. So thankful for everyone that just helped. We left the girls with great people.  Alex didn't even know we had left and came back to church without her.  I had to leave teaching because Mark was playing the keyboard this week.  Mark met us at the urgent care.  Once the last stitch was in he left to go back to church to play the second set.  Crazy!

We made it back to church before the second service was over (happened during first service) He got a lot of attention.  Small church news travels fast.   Nathan is supposed to have them out in 5 to 7 days.  He wants to wait until day 7.  Silly boy just wants the attention.  He will go to his doctor Friday for removal.


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