Psychotomy

So …

As I’m getting home this evening (literally, I was halfway up the 10-15′ walk to the house), my phone rings. Kiir is calling to find out when I’ll be home. I’d been planning to go past the farmers market, see if it was open for the season yet or not (I forgot, but I suspect not yet), and she was going to suggest I come straight home.

Because during bathtime, DK slipped and whacked into the side of the tub. Or maybe the cup toy he had in hand hit the tub and he hit it. Either way. Stand. Slip. Whack. More to the point, he was not bleeding at the eye.

After I got in, I took him and we called the Dr’s office, closed (they close at 5PM, it was 5:05PM , *sigh*), then called the emergency line at the office. They took information and said they’d have someone call back soon. Apparently the phone message got lost somewhere, because we called back an hour later and they just went and talked to the doc whilst we waited on the line instead of the standard procedure. They suggested that we take him to the ER and get an X-Ray of his eye, make sure he hadn’t fractured the orbital.

Things you don’t want to hear as a parent? “Take him to the ER for an X-Ray, make sure he didn’t fracture his FREAKIN EYE SOCKET” No matter how much you assure me, beforehand, that it sounds like it’s probably nothing. No matter how much “better safe than sorry.” NO MATTER! It still scares the living daylights out of me when you then suggest that I need to get his skull CTd for fractures!!!

*shudder*

Packed up and went to ER. Kiir packed a bunch of toys etc, since the last three times (yay, I’m only 50% of our total ER visits now! uh, lets not have that fall any further, kthxla~) it’s been like a 6-hour visit each time. Including 3-hours in waiting while I’m bleeding from slicing open my hand, before anyone checked to make sure I hadn’t severed a nerve. Oi. Not that I’m bitter (mostly, probably, because I HADN’T severed a nerve or anything permanent and damaging). Packed up my folks, too, since I’d invited them up tonight, since otherwise it was nearly a month between visits for them, which seems excessive what with them only living half an hour away frankly.

Get there, fill out the admissions paperwork, get sent within 10 minutes to Pede’s ER. Straight into a room, nurse comes in under a minute to take some info, look at DK, temperature, etc. Less than 5 minutes, Doc’s in and checking him. Decides it’s just a small cut.

Right Peri-Orbital Laceration
Right Peri-Orbital Abrasion

And, yaknow? Looking at a medical form that says “R. P-Orb Laceration”? Strangely frightening. Even thought I’ve watched enough medico shows to understand that it just means he has a small cut by his eye.

Mentioned that the pediatricians after hours emergency line suggested bringing him in for an X, and doc said he felt around, bone seemed solid and showed no softness or give that would suggest a fracture. So DK didn’t get xapped with alien rays or anything.

THEN another nurse/staffer came in to take insurance information and get us to sign the papers to approve being seen by the doc and billing the insurance. While he was in the midst of getting our info, doc came in with the discharge papers to send us home, lol!

Dinner with my folks (DK likes black olives, it would seem), then they played with D and K for a few hours before heading home.

DK had a big day today. Here’s hoping, as Kiir said at bedtime, that tomorrow is significantly more boring :)

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