Yesterday we headed to the doctor's office to have the stitches removed. I assured Adam that it would be easy and not painful.
I was wrong.
One of the stitches had a knot that was embedded under his skin. Three doctors tried to get that stitch out. Two nurses had to hold Adam down. He screamed and screamed. It was really horrible and I felt so bad for him.
They couldn't get that last stitch out so we had to go to the emergency room again.
This was so crazy. He had more pain and trauma getting the stitches removed than he did when he had the accident and got the stitches. AND we waited A LOT longer at the ER and had medical staff who were a lot less friendly and helpful.
In the end they gave him a (painful) shot to numb the area and then with one quick snip it was done. It was literally less than a two minute procedure..... but the whole saga ended up taking SEVEN hours!
Adam was very patient (a patient patient - ha ha). I was less patient (big surprise). He is happy to be cleared for climbing again, he loves his new cool scar, AND he got another can of orange Gatorade (which made him VERY happy). Ever since his first trip to the ER he's had me looking for canned Gatorade. He says it tastes better. Let me know if you know where to find it other than the hospital. ;)
And of course this all happened on a TUESDAY!!! Tuesdays are yucky cursed days.
Anyway, I'm very thankful to Jon for rushing down to the doctor's office to help and support our screaming boy. And many thanks also to my friend Becky for watching Ray all afternoon. And thanks mostly to God.... for a healthy boy with a healed armpit.
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