ER... again

Well, this day didn't end the way we expected it...

I suppose they never do with youngsters around. It was early evening. Jaron and I had built a fire to introduce him to his first marshmellow. We went over the rules of the fire very clearly and was keeping a close eye on him. What we weren't watching, however, was the lid to the fire pit that I had just removed from the fire. The poor kid went to grab it when my back was turned; oops, bad move. He ended up with second degree burns on his right hand across four fingers, right where the fingers bend. I felt absolutely terrible that I let him do that but there wasn't much time to wallow in my stupidity: Mary and I had to run cool water, comfort, find tylenol, call the doctor, google "children burns", etc.

About a half hour later, we were on our way to the emergency room per doctors orders. Fortunately, Abigail was already in bed during this entire thing and the neighbor agreed to come over in case she woke up.

After almost three hours of waiting, the wound was finally cleaned and dressed (what takes them so long? Honestly, it was 10 minutes worth of work...) and we were packing up to go back home, only to find that Abigail had woken up and was crying for an hour and a half! Poor kids!

Well, Jaron needs to be followed up by his Pediatrician and also they recommend him seeing a hand specialist for the chance that the skin doesn't grow back properly which would limit the bending of his fingers. We are supposed to set up both appointments for this week - yeah, that'll happen. We're supposed to be at CHOP (Children's Hospital of Philly) bright and early Monday morning (the day after tomorrow!) for Abigail's surgery, which will keep her and Mary there for about a week.

Well, Jaron never got his marshmellow and Mary and I never got the relaxing evening we were hoping for. But, praise God, all is well - the kids are happily asleep and we are thankful for God's mercy yet again.