You know how people always say it only takes a second. It is true your whole day can change in one second. Thankfully these life-changing seconds don't happen every day and some times they are great like when you meet your true love and the moment when you see your baby. Sometimes they are bad. People always give you the advice when you have kids that you can't let them leave your sight for a second cause something bad could happen. Well something bad, but minor in the grand scheme of things happened and Jackson couldn't have been any closer to us.
Jason has now joked that afterward our scary doctor visits with our son have begun. For me it started as I got a call from Jason while I just sat down to get my nails done. Jackson was screaming in the background and all I said was what is wrong? no answer so I asked it again. Jason says Jackson was playing with one of our pillows on the floor while he put on his shoes. Jackson stood up to walk and then tripped over the pillow and hit his head on our wooden bed rail. Jackson falls all the time he isn't afraid and most of the time he gets up shakes it off and keeps going. Jason said he waited to see if Jackson reacted. When Jackson started to cry, he swooped him up and saw some blood. First instinct was he busted his lip, but luckily Jason tried to investigate and then he saw it... a flap of tongue not connected. He wasn't sure that is what he saw, but on top of that Jackson's mouth kept filling up with blood and then he would swallow it. At this time, he called me. I tell him to go to our pediatrician's office. I get off the phone and get up and tell the ladies I have to go. Even though I was further away I actually beat them to the doctor's office. The whole way there I am on the phone with the call center telling them we are on the way. I love our doctor's office! They call us right back and the doctor comes right in. She even remembers when she saw us last and knew she hadn't met Jason before. She looks at his mouth and I can see the flap and that his gum is all black around where his top tooth has been hanging out in his gum for 3 months. She says it will need to be sutured, but we have to take him the Children's ER. So away we go. We arrive and luckily they check us right in and take us to another waiting area with Disney movies playing. We had seen a sign saying the wait time was an hour so we were prepared. Jackson had luckily stopped crying before getting to his ped's office and she had given him Tylenol before we left. Course he wasn't digging being held the whole time- he is a mover and a shaker. Right at 45 minutes, a nurse comes and takes us to a room. Right away the doctor comes in and asks us how it happened. I had already felt we had told the story 20 times little did I know I would tell it 50 more. He goes on to say how the tongue heals so well that they rarely do anything unless it is in danger of it falling off. Well we had already seen it and I knew it wasn't going to fall off, I would say it was about 1/3 of the width that was separated. Then he takes a look and says "Well I think I am going to get a second opinion"..uh huh right...the second doc comes in and says "Yes I would stitch it and I have a high tolerance for tongue injuries"...Great. Then we have the anesthesiologist come in and says they were going to make him very sleepy but not under. He was saying basically they will just lay there with their eyes open. Once again great… this is what scared me the most just not knowing how he would react. You always hear these horror stories of people not waking back up or who don't do well with the medicine. And he is so little but what other choice did we have. Then the nurses come in and are trying to put in the iv, they poke around in his right hand for 5 minutes while he proceeds to scream and cry, then give up and try the left hand for 5 more minutes then switch off and they finally get it. The Plastics Doctor comes in who will be doing the stitching comes in and talks with us how the procedure will be really quick and he will have 2 stitches. Jason did joke that Jackson was too young to be having plastic surgery. They all come back and say ok are you ready and out loud I said no. I mean at this point it was all happening so fast and I wanted to cry, scream and really I wanted to pray. Luckily they got distracted cause someone I don't remember who hadn't come in and I guess timing was key, so they said "oh we will be right back". We huddled together and said a prayer for him. Then we were as ready as we were going to be. We got to be by his side while they gave him the sleepy medicine. It was horrible- seeing him just be Jackson one second and the next second motionless with his eyes open and staring straight up. The procedure was fairly quick and they kept saying we could leave the room... um no you are going to have to carry me out if you want me to leave. One time they were doing something and the machine beeped and he sounded like he was gagging- I was freaking on the inside. I am like what are you doing to my baby?? But everything was fine he got his 2 stitches and apparently he has a type a personality as he got very mad when he was coming to. The nurse said that babies who like to be in control have a hard time, because they can’t control anything- I have no idea where he gets that from :). He was flopping all over, couldn't control his head and kept failing it about, grunting and screaming. They let us leave once he was fully awake and once we got home we were able to get him down to sleep pretty easily. We had to wake up every hour to check on him something about the sedation medicine and the fact that his tongue could swell up. But Thursday morning he woke up and was playing and laughing. We kept the Motrin and Tylenol in him to make sure he had minimal pain. The antibiotic they gave us is horrible tasting and half the time he spits it out. Then they gave us a mouth rinse that he is supposed to swish and spit. So you can imagine how well that is going! Both require 2 people. I never thought that is how I would spend my night, but I feel fortunate that all in all it was very minor. I hated the feeling how helpless I felt. I seriously hope Jason is wrong and this isn't the beginning of more trips, but that Jackson just wanted to go ahead and get his one trauma drama out of the way. You think??
Monday, June 22, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
I think I am in for it next time. Jackson is such a good baby! He always has. Slept through the night at 8 weeks, hardly ever cries. Always smiling and I think the best laugh in the world. Lately, we and my parents have thought him how to itsy-bitsy spider. Once you say those words his face lights up and he puts his hands together to do it. Now if you say “Yay” he gets all excited and claps his hands! And he can even wave bye bye. He isn’t quite talking- we are fairly certain he will say “wa- wa” for water and maybe just maybe he said bye bye one time. I took him to my friends house so I could help with wedding invitations. He was so good. Just found different stuff to play with and enterain himself. So like I said I am in for it next time.
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