Just got back from a "quick" trip to the emergency room -- Emmy (the 10-year-old) stepped on the end of a broken plastic umbrella handle and got a nasty cut/bruise on her foot. Couldn't tell at the time whether there were any fragments stuck in the wound (though if I'd thought for five minutes about the geometry of the situation I would have realized it was next to impossible).
So off we go. She was, of course, on her way up to bed, so by the time all was said and done it's two hours past her bedtime. A little past mine, for that matter.
Well, she was due for a tetanus booster in March anyway.
Interestingly, she was howling in pain when it happened and while I was looking at her foot, but barely squeaked when the wound was being cleaned and examined at Kaiser, which must have hurt at least as much. Difference between being at home and "in public", I guess.
Also interestingly, her main concern was whether she'd be able to get to school to hand in the project that's due tomorrow. We assured her that it would make it to school even if she didn't. No more tears from that point on.
So off we go. She was, of course, on her way up to bed, so by the time all was said and done it's two hours past her bedtime. A little past mine, for that matter.
Well, she was due for a tetanus booster in March anyway.
Interestingly, she was howling in pain when it happened and while I was looking at her foot, but barely squeaked when the wound was being cleaned and examined at Kaiser, which must have hurt at least as much. Difference between being at home and "in public", I guess.
Also interestingly, her main concern was whether she'd be able to get to school to hand in the project that's due tomorrow. We assured her that it would make it to school even if she didn't. No more tears from that point on.