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I'm just getting around to posting this today. Thanksgiving day (and night)was a flurry of excitement and I was working yesterday.
On Thursday night I had to take my 3 y/o to the ER. She was jumping on the couch (which she should not have been doing) and bounced off and hit the coffee table. She caught the edge right under her nose. The sound of it sickens me still. Her scream was even worse. There was a lot of blood and once I got over the initial shock of it being my child my instincts kicked in and I was in trauma mode. She cried for a bit and then was fine after I assured her that she was going to be OK. I then examined the area and was concerned about a possible broken nose and made a command decision.....so off to the ER we went. She had stopped crying at this point and the bleeding was minimal but she couldn't breathe well through her nose. The ER staff saw me come in recognized me right away being that I work there part-time. I was called in right away. She was actually the hit of the ER, making jokes with the Peds doc and being a goofball. She went through the X-Ray like a champ. The x-ray show that she has a hairline fracture in her septum but there is nothing that they can do to fix it. It will not affect her growth and it won't present her with future problems. I always knew she would be the first of my kids to go to the ER. I never realized it would happen this soon. I can handle most chil related injuries well while I'm on the job being that I don't have a personal relationship with the person prior. With a child it is all about trust and presenting yourself in a manner that will instill that trust. When it happens to one of your own it is a different story. Your instinct to act is hampered a bit by the fact that this is a child that you have raised and loved and emotions get in the way. It was very difficult to see her in pain. After all was said and done she walked away an hour later with a cold pack, some childrens Motrin, and some bruising which might hamper our Santa pic efforts this year. I'm just glad she is OK and she showed what a troooper she was. I was very proud of her for the way she handled the situation. She actually understood what was going to happen and commented to me that she knew she was going to be fine "because you help people, daddy". That is the trust only a parent and child can share.
On Thursday night I had to take my 3 y/o to the ER. She was jumping on the couch (which she should not have been doing) and bounced off and hit the coffee table. She caught the edge right under her nose. The sound of it sickens me still. Her scream was even worse. There was a lot of blood and once I got over the initial shock of it being my child my instincts kicked in and I was in trauma mode. She cried for a bit and then was fine after I assured her that she was going to be OK. I then examined the area and was concerned about a possible broken nose and made a command decision.....so off to the ER we went. She had stopped crying at this point and the bleeding was minimal but she couldn't breathe well through her nose. The ER staff saw me come in recognized me right away being that I work there part-time. I was called in right away. She was actually the hit of the ER, making jokes with the Peds doc and being a goofball. She went through the X-Ray like a champ. The x-ray show that she has a hairline fracture in her septum but there is nothing that they can do to fix it. It will not affect her growth and it won't present her with future problems. I always knew she would be the first of my kids to go to the ER. I never realized it would happen this soon. I can handle most chil related injuries well while I'm on the job being that I don't have a personal relationship with the person prior. With a child it is all about trust and presenting yourself in a manner that will instill that trust. When it happens to one of your own it is a different story. Your instinct to act is hampered a bit by the fact that this is a child that you have raised and loved and emotions get in the way. It was very difficult to see her in pain. After all was said and done she walked away an hour later with a cold pack, some childrens Motrin, and some bruising which might hamper our Santa pic efforts this year. I'm just glad she is OK and she showed what a troooper she was. I was very proud of her for the way she handled the situation. She actually understood what was going to happen and commented to me that she knew she was going to be fine "because you help people, daddy". That is the trust only a parent and child can share.