I had such the headache this morning; my eye balls felt like popping out. Quite bad. And yet the pain brought these weird thoughts to mind.
“What wierd thoughts,” asked Spring.
“What?” I said. The door had muffled Rob.
“Spring cut her hand!”
“Okay, I'll be out in a second.” I finished up with the business at hand, then grabbed the gauze bandages and hydrogen peroxide. I couldn't find the medical tape that I knew I had somewhere, so I ran downstairs with the supplies I had.
“Spring cut her hand on the futon,” said Rob. Spring, barly standing, was bent over the kitchen sink, holding her right hand under a stream of water. Rob had expressed interest in a futon and earlier today Spring found one while shopping and bought it. Then later she and Rob went back to the store (since Rob has a vehicle large enough to transport it) to pick it up, and while attempting to carry it into the Facility in the Middle of Nowhere it closed on her hand, slicing her middle finger. Rob ripped open some of the gauze bandages while I went back upstairs to find the medical tape.
“I couldn't find any,” I said a few minutes later.
“Well, grab any type of tape. Duct tape, electrical tape. Anything,” said Rob. I located the tape box in the kitchen and pulled out a roll of electrical tape. “Perfect,” said Rob. I pulled off a long piece of it and handed it to him. “This may hurt,” he said and started wrapping it around the bandages applied to Spring's hand. We then drove to the Emergency Room.
This is the third time in four months I've been to the emergency room (for Rob in September and then Gregory in December). Prior to September I think I've been to the emergency room twice in my life (that I can recall).
This is not a good trend.
They took Spring in immedately and rebandged her hand. Then it was about an hour before they were able to fully examine the wound. An X-ray (nothing broken, no cut tendons), four stitches and a prescription later she was released. She should be find by next week when the stitches come out.
Notes made at an Emergency Room on a found piece of paper and pen using a Woman's Day Magazine as a tablet while waiting for Spring.
- Spring cut her right hand. Girl sitting across from me has cut her right hand. Yet another girl. And another.
- 2 kids with bumps on their forheads.
- Brain turning to mush watching TV First news then a celebrity gush fest.
- Hospitals are filled with sick people (duh!)
- “Bridezilla?” Oh give me strength … of course on FOX.
- 2 people reading and marking up the Bible
- They closed off the pediatric emergency room from the regular emergency room [when we took Rob to the emergency room, we ended up hanging out in the pediatric portion of the waiting room as it was quieter than the regular portion—after about half an hour we were kicked out]. Or they no longer have a pediatric emergency room.
- I'm having a hard time writing—I'm too used to a typewriter
- Next time, bring a book or laptop. This is most boring, and my hand is cramping up.
- I really want to rip the TV off the wall; it's very annoying!
- I hope Spring is okay.
- The older kid the bump on his head looks like Hell, like he fell face first into the parking lot. Ouch!
- Wasn't this show just on? Or is a second half hour episode of Hollywood self-contradulatory crap? Puke puke puke …
- Shift nurse turned down the volumn on the TV. Both of [can't read writing] thankful of the change in volume (and I'm slowly running out of space on this side)
- The emergency room, if anything, is getting more crowded. This is not good.
- Oh this is soo much fun. So much fun.
- What is the deal with Joe Millionaire?
- Why am I watching this crap?
- Girl just hopped in—sprained or broken right foot.
- The majority of injuries have been right hands or feet.