Well, today Isaac got the staple out of his head.

For those who hadn’t heard, Isaac as bounding a big ball against the wall. Well, it bounced him back hard enough that he hit is head on the corner of a return vent and cut his head. We got the bleeding stopped and got him cleaned up. We noticed that the cut kept oozing blood so we took him to the urgent care. They gave him one staple and sent him home.

The poor guy’s head. Two scars at age two. I hope that correlation doesn’t continue.

This past weekend was going so well. We had fun camping, enjoying my new three day weekends. Well, about 5PM Sunday night we heard a crash and then Isaac just screamed. I ran to the bathroom where he had been playing with the toilet earlier (flushing it). He wasn’t in the bathroom and so I went to my room next. There was Isaac half covered by on of our closet doors. At first I was relieved because I thought he hadn’t been hit in the head. However, when I picked him up I looked at the back of his head and saw a big gash on his had. The closet had created a flap and I could see his skull. That’s when I yelled to Emily to call 9-1-1.

I passed Isaac onto Emily and called 9-1-1. Once I got off the phone with them we called our relief society president who came and got Jake and Andrew and took them to her house. The paramedics finally arrived and Emily had done a good job of getting the bleeding stopped. They loaded Emily and Isaac into the ambulance and took off for the hospital.

Once getting to the hospital they had to sedate Isaac in order to do the CT scan as well as to sew him up. The doctors said Isaac was tough because there was no other problems. There was no internal bleeding and no skull fracture. We consider ourselves lucky that it was just the cut in his head. It took almost an hour for them to stitch him up. He ended up with 25 stitches.

We brought Isaac home the same day around 10PM. He had a rough night but has been acting pretty normal today. The only things he hates is diaper changes and getting his antibiotics rubbed on the wound. We are glad it wasn’t worse then it was.