I'd like to say it ain't so...but I just can't do it. I will say, however, that this time it was Charlie, not Sophia, in the ER. I think that between the three of us, we're going to have a heck of year, though! I spared you the really gory pictures but there is a little bit of blood, so if you're squeamish, don't look. Charlie made it out of the ER in just a few short hours newly equipped with a fresh tetanus shot and 9 shiny stitches.
Here's the story...the rugby team had a fundraiser to park cars at the Riverfront 4th Festival so they had to put up a fence. Now that the festival is over, they had to take down the fence. Charlie went down to the field with Jason today to help him out, too bad it cost him a head injury! ;) Anyway, Charlie was trying to pull a metal fence post out of the ground and decided brute force was his best weapon against that stubborn pole. As he was vehemently shaking it back and forth and pulling it out of the ground, it snapped in two and he whacked himself in the forehead with it. Luckily, he was wearing a ball cap, because I honestly think his face would have been split in two if he hadn't been. He said the bill smashed up against his head and he tore a hole through the front of the cap. As soon as he felt the blood running, he knew it was bad. Thankfully Jason got him to the ER and stayed long enough to chat and snap some pics (because let's be real, I wasn't passing up this photo-op!) before he headed out. Thanks to Anne and my mom I was able to be with Charlie during his stitches and then take him out for a bar-b-que dinner. His hair will sort of cover the scar and I'm just happy it wasn't worse. I hated seeing him lying there all bloody! It's hard when it's your child, but it's not any better when it's your husband. I held his hand, even though he didn't really "need" it, but I know I would have wanted it, so I did it anyway! He was a brave little soldier and only looks a little bit scary! I just feel for him, nobody likes the hospital, especially when you leave with stitches. I think he's more worried about dealing with the tetanus aftermath than anything else, although he will no doubt get plenty of questions at work tomorrow because they couldn't bandage it. Oh dear. Sorry I had to put the pics up, Babe, but I can't discriminate against any one's hospital visits...I love you, love you, love you, honey! Be safe!

































