I've gone nine years without any of my daredevil kids needing stitches ... until last night.
momlogic's Julie: Last night, my 6-year-old daughter was practicing her moves for the upcoming Daddy-Daughter Dance at her school. She had on her fanciest dress and brand-new shoes. She did a big twirl in the living room and tripped over something on the floor. Seconds later, she went face-first into a cabinet and blood started shooting everywhere.
I saw the huge gash on her head and screamed for my husband. In the next three minutes, I made an ice pack, tried to find her insurance card (WHY don't I always have it in the same place?!), called the on-call pediatrician and was put on hold (OF COURSE), changed out of my pajama pants into a pair of jeans, Googled the address of the ER and rushed everyone out the door -- all while my daughter was screaming bloody murder.
Once we got to the ER, I recalled the article on momlogic about getting a plastic surgeon for stitches. Did we need one?
After waiting well over an hour to be seen, I was told that it would take another hour for the on-call plastic surgeon to get there, and it wouldn't be covered by insurance. Since my daughter's cut was right above the eyebrow and only needed four stitches, the doctor said she didn't think it would leave a scar. She assured me she had been doing sutures for more than 45 years and that her work was meticulous. I was unsure about what to do, but I went with my gut. I had her do the stitches. If the cut had been any bigger -- or in the middle of my daughter's forehead -- I would have insisted on a plastic surgeon. I hope I made the right decision.
They only allowed one parent to be with my daughter during the procedure; after a few minutes back there with me, my daughter wanted her daddy -- I got the boot. That meant that my husband got to be with her while a shot was injected straight into her wound (OUCH!). He said her screaming the most bloodcurdling he's ever heard.
After she was all done, she got whatever she wanted for dinner: a big 7-Eleven Slurpee and Chinese food. This morning, she said that the best part about getting stitches was going to be showing her Band-Aid to her friends at school. She said it made her look tough.
I told my husband that I wished I could turn back time so she would have never had the accident or required stitches. But he said that then she wouldn't be a normal kid.
Have YOUR kids ever needed stitches? Do they still have a scar? I'd love to hear from other moms who've been there.