Stitches.

Yesterday morning around 11:30 Rob and I were sitting in church, when the associate minister comes in and taps Rob and tells him we need to come with him, and explains that Eli hit his head in the nursery.  We walk back and see our poor little guy with about an inch-long gash over his left eyebrow.  There is blood on his sweater, and blood smeared on his cheek and in his ear, though the wound itself wasn't seeping, which was good, because I probably would have thrown up.

Besides Kurt, the associate minister, there are three other adults with Eli: two of the teachers from the room and I guess the medical-type guy for the children's area.   He put a band-aid over the cut and told us Eli would need stitches.

Because our church meets at Batavia High School, we were recommended to take him to Mercy Clermont ER, since it was closest, but on the way there Rob left a voicemail with our pediatrician's office for any advice, and when they called back we were recommended to take him to Children's urgent care across from Mercy Anderson (where Eli was born).

Oh, and did I mention we don't have flipping insurance right now?  Yep, because Rob started a new job and he is not eligible for the benefits until December 1.  And also we opted out of COBRA because it would have cost $1,500/month.  OBVIOUSLY something would happen OBVIOUSLY.

We were the only people at urgent care for "trauma"; everyone else was there for illness.  We waited around 20-30 minutes after signing in until we went back to the room.

To note, Eli had been totally chill up to this point.  He was not crying when we went back to the nursery.  He did not cry during the car rides or in the waiting room.  Really he did not cry until the band-aid had to be peeled off so the doctor could see his cut.  It was one of those super-strong adhesive band-aids that rip your skin off.  Unfortunately it was IN his eyebrow.  So yeah, he hated that.  When the doctor saw the cut she said she would definitely have to sew it up.  She left for a little bit and while we waited the nurse came in and prepped the wound, applying an anesthetic-type gel over the cut to numb it.  She then had to put THREE band-aids over and around the cut to keep the gel from possibly getting into his eye.

When the doc came back in Eli had to take his sweater off and be kind of wrapped in a blanket and wrapped up in this straightjacket-type contraption they use for kids so they will hold still.  Eli HATED it and screamed the entire time.  He HATES having his arms restrained so it did not go over well at all.   He managed to get his arms out so the doctor had Rob hold them.  Her assistant held Eli's head and she stitched him 4 times.   She asked us if we wanted a picture (duh)! and then she stuck a band-aid over it.

Eli stopped crying immediately once he was unwrapped.  He will go to his pediatrician on Friday or Saturday (our choice) to get his stitches removed.

Anyway, we still went to Music Hall last night to see Zelda: Legend of the Goddesses since we have had tickets for a couple weeks now.  Don't worry, the doctor told us we SHOULD go and that Eli would be fine and not to worry.

Rob just informed me that HR at his new job is predicting the urgent care bill to be about $1,000, which means I won't be getting my new camera as soon as I thought.  I'm not blaming Eli personally but it still makes me want to weep.  Here's hoping for no more injuries.  At least until after December 1.  Please.