First trip to the ER

I shouldn't have mentioned it, but I was joking with our neighbors just a few hours before about how many trips we would make to the ER this summer. Well, mark one down for Lexi Kate. We were at our neighbor's birthday party and LK and Aidan were climbing the steps. I told her to stop before she fell, and then down she came. Her head met the wooded banister, and out poured the tears, blood, and screams. We weren't sure how bad it really was, but our neighbor who is a nurse suggested we go to the ER. LK was such a trooper. The triage nurse asked her what happened, and LK described everything perfectly. "I was climbing the stairs, and Mommy told me to come down before I fell. But, I fell down backwards anyway and flipped upside down and hit my head. It was hurting and bleeding." The nurse asked where her ouie was, LK moved her bangs and said, "Look right here, honey."

Once the doctor finally saw her, the cut had stopped swelling and bleeding, and had started to come back together. The doctor said it was a deep cut, but clean enough that he wouldn't stitch it up if it was his 2 year old. He was afraid the "trauma" of getting stitches would be more harmful than the small scar that would be left. So, we cleaned her up, got some ointment, and came home.