Remember?
Well I was right.
367 days into his life, that's right where he ended up.
I will give you the short story...may feel like the long story...trust me...it's not.
We were at the cabin Friday morning. Enjoying our coffee, enjoying the snow, enjoying our company.
And we see our little Frankenstein walking towards the 'wood' stove. The wood stove we are always paranoid about. The wood stove no other kid, in the history of the cabin (and trust me...there have been plenty) has touched.
Leave it to our little 'tard.
Both hands...right on it.
For about 2 seconds before I grabbed him.
Two seconds too late.
He was SCREAMING!!!
I kept saying "I just think I scared him by grabbing him". But as I was running his hands under cold water, I knew the boy was burned.
ICU nurse mode kicks in.
He's fine...no skin is lost...no infection risk...give him Tylenol...have him hold an ice water bottle...no problem...he will be fine.
Two hours later, he's still SCREAMING, and he's writhing in pain.
Mom kicks in.
Big tears...calling my work...someone help my baby.
So we go to the Cle Elem E.R. on a whim
(we were just going to go for a car ride to help him calm, and that's when I noticed his giant white blisters, so we kept driving...)
They immediately put cream on his hands and wrapped them up.
Carson let out the biggest sigh of relief I have ever heard. And instantly stopped crying.
My broken heart, broke even more.
As we were leaving Ry says 'Geeze, I can't believe how quick that was.'
Me: 'What did you think they were going to do? Skin grafts?'
Ry: 'Oh no, I thought for sure they would write up a CPS report.'
19 comments:
Oh that is soooo sad!!! Poor boy. And you're still a good mom p.s. The best in fact.
This breaks my heart! What a brave little buddy! But on the bright side...good time of year to have perma-mittens!
ohhh buddy, just love him. he's one tough guy - love the pictures you got of him w/ his gloves on. the last one of him w/ bubba (aka bob)holding his bottle is priceless. he'll never touch a stove again!
oh, his poor little mits. don't think he will be doing that again, at least anytime soon that is. he is a boy, so you never know.
you in your jibber jabs and no purse, Ryan in that mustache, I can't even imagine that they did not write that report....gotta be East side.
ohhhh, meg. bummer. his little paws look so sad and sweet in those mitts. looks like he forgave you pretty quickly! xoxo.
Ohhhhhhhh, poor, poor car car. He looks so stinking cute with his little mittens. Is that bad?
Oh my...I'm so sorry. For all of you. What a drag. Karma was good to you for keeping cps at bay for me after maddie fell out of a pickup truck bed. :-)
Hope he's all better.
Oh, Meg, you look so bummed and sad in your jammies in the ED. Cars doesn't look at all phased. Just give him his bottle and all is good with the world, just like his Mama and Pops...all they need is a bottle each.
oh my that must have been so scary!I cant imagine being away from seattle childrens in an emergency!Great thing you are an nurse...and yea for good care!!!
Do not end up like Todd & Carla where CPS has a bunch of pre-filled forms for them at the ER in Issaquah . . .
I love his mittens - and now I know what to do b/c it's going to happen in this household too. Mark.My.Words.
love little Moochy with his paws all wrapped up. You know this is the first trip of many don't you? I say invest in one of those helmets now.
PS I cannot believe they didn't call the cops as soon as Ry strolled in with that stash :-) You on the other hand just looked like any mom in an ER, based on my experience.
this broke my heart when u told me. especially when you told me about his deep sigh. i like ry's mustache. it's the perfect frame his cute smile.
Well, he wont do it twice!
Bored Housewife - you are so mistaken - he will head right back there as soon as he can!
Dude, I liked that you took photos of it all in the ER!
Hope he is feeling better.
Poor guy. How scary for his mama. He still is pretty darn cute, even with his little mitts on.
I'm going to save this for when I get my CPS report for G getting in the toilet (which he has not yet done) or me turning off the monitor when he wakes up at 5:30 (which I did this morning.)
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