Last night I was forced to face one of my worst fears, covered in one of my biggest phobias. It was not by choice. But I feel great today in the way I was able to handle the situation. It's a boost in my confidence as a Mother. Now I know I CAN deal with these situations, if I must.
One of my worst fears... an emergency situation involving one of my children.
One of my biggest phobias... BLOOD.
Cam fell head first into the brick fireplace while I was getting my hair colored by my Sister-In-Law. I jumped up and ran to him, he was screaming instantaneously. When I first picked him up and looked at his forehead where he hit, there was definitely an open wound there, but no blood yet. I don't know whether it was motherly instinct, intuition, or that angel on my shoulder, but at that moment something told me "Stay calm. Head wound = lots of blood. He will be fine. You MUST do this. Stay Calm." I turned to tell Annalisa that we are going to have to go to the Hospitol and, sure enough, by the time I glanced back to Cam, there was blood everywhere. I had to keep reminding myself that I had seen the cut and it is not as bad as it looks. My inner "Suzan" wanted to freak out, to cry, to call someone who could calmly handle this, but the "Suzan" who took over was already handling this. She was wiping the blood from his eyes and face, applying pressure to the wound, and trying to calm him. It was like having two personalities conflicting each other, but my strong, brave, calm side was totally in controll. The scared, weak, panicking side was just standing around in the background.
We got to the ER and the bleeding had stopped for the most part, so we had sit there for 2 hours, just building up anxiety for the trauma of putting in the 4 stitches. Cam was going on no nap and he was not a happy camper. By the time they came in to put in the stitches he had figured out every gadget on the hospital bed. I was just glad he wasn't screaming at this point. Every now and then I would catch a glimps of myself in the mirror and would loose it. I had almost forgotten that I was half way through getting my hair colored when we rushed off to the hospital. I am sure everyone was wndering when the last time I washed my hair was!
I'm glad it is over, and I am feeling good about the way I handled it. Now if I can just keep him from playing Dinosaur fight for a while. He will be rockin' the headband for a few days. I think it's kind of cute! I am going to try and score a little extra snuggle time while I can get it ;)
7 comments:
Oh my gosh Cam, You must have been very brave at the hospital. I'm sorry you got hurt but I'm also very proud of you for being so brave. I'm glad to see your monkey was there with you, I'm sure that was a big help. And Susan, I'm very proud of you for handling the situation so well. It's amazing how a mom's nurturing instinct takes over in a time of crisis. There's nothing worse for a mother than seeing one of your children suffering.
With those 2 rough and tumble boys of yours this probably won't be your last trip to the hospital. I pray that the little angel who helped you last night will always be there for you. Love you guys!
Wow, I'm dreading that myself, especially the long drive to the hospital, which I'm guessing you had as well. I'm glad you found the strength to handle it. It's amazing how becoming a mother changes so many aspects of you. I should probably say every aspect of you. :-) I'm sure Cam's going to be just fine, though. Just the first of many battle scars to come, I'm sure.
I've been there to witness the Drama-Suzan, and I can attest to what a feat it was for her to stay calm. Any semblance of a vibration or loud noise used to throw her into hysterics because she was convinced an earthquake was about to swallow her alive. or spiders...oh man, this is a hilarious scene!
i had a smiley moment thinking that it may have been grandma telling you to stay calm. she was the queen of calm.
amazing, suzan! so unlike you. i, too, thought of grandma there with you and it made me warm all over. and i totally laughed out loud when you made a reference to your half-dyed head of hair. hilarious! glad to hear all is well.
How very Scary! Good job Susan i'm very proud and impressed. I too have the same phobias and hopefully if something like this happens I too can handle it like the champ you are. Glad to hear that Cam is doing ok.
I have been having trouble sending my comments to you. I just lost the one I just wrote, so am trying again: What a horribly scary experience that must have been, both for you and for Cam! How lucky you were to have Annalisa there, both for moral support and to help you take care of the blood. Did she also come with you to the hospital, so there was someone to comfort Cam while you were driving to the hospital? I'm glad this story had such a happy ending. P.S. How did your hair come out?
I'm so glad that Cam is OK. You handeled the situation amazingly. The video of him beating up the bed cracks me up, because even with a head wound he is kicking butt.
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