What Did We Forget?
Let's see. Do we have everything we need?
Hey, guys. Can you stop that, please?
Cat food..
Dog food...
Bird seed....
(Why don't we call it bird food? Really. We're feeding the birds this stuff not growing birds. We don't plant the seed we put it in handy little feeders and the birds come to eat it. It's bird food!)
Guys! Please stop that.
Help me out here. Did we forget anything?
Milk....
Cereal....
*Cue the crash*
Guys!!!
*Cue the screaming*
*Cue the blood*
OK. So we forgot gauze bandages and...
Band-aids.....
That's right. In the check-out lane Zane and Zia were having a little wrestling match. One thing lead to another, Zane tackles Zia and she slams her head into the metal storage bin. I had to head over to the pharmacy department and get bandages to patch her up in the store before we could leave. Turns out, it was just a small cut and only needed two stitches.
My wife put them in herself. I made a stop by the ER where she works (she was fortunately off of work) and picked up a suture kit and some supplies. We did the procedure at home all "Amish style" with Zia laying perfectly still on the bed biting a bullet and screaming her head off. But she didn't move. Brought back fond memories of when I used to assist my wife with procedures in the hospital where we first met. Good times!
Stitching completed, I headed downstairs to get a band-aid. Through her sobs she told my wife, "I...hope...sniff..it's a colorful one."
It was.
Yellow.
Hey, guys. Can you stop that, please?
Cat food..
Dog food...
Bird seed....
(Why don't we call it bird food? Really. We're feeding the birds this stuff not growing birds. We don't plant the seed we put it in handy little feeders and the birds come to eat it. It's bird food!)
Guys! Please stop that.
Help me out here. Did we forget anything?
Milk....
Cereal....
*Cue the crash*
Guys!!!
*Cue the screaming*
*Cue the blood*
OK. So we forgot gauze bandages and...
Band-aids.....
That's right. In the check-out lane Zane and Zia were having a little wrestling match. One thing lead to another, Zane tackles Zia and she slams her head into the metal storage bin. I had to head over to the pharmacy department and get bandages to patch her up in the store before we could leave. Turns out, it was just a small cut and only needed two stitches.
My wife put them in herself. I made a stop by the ER where she works (she was fortunately off of work) and picked up a suture kit and some supplies. We did the procedure at home all "Amish style" with Zia laying perfectly still on the bed biting a bullet and screaming her head off. But she didn't move. Brought back fond memories of when I used to assist my wife with procedures in the hospital where we first met. Good times!
Stitching completed, I headed downstairs to get a band-aid. Through her sobs she told my wife, "I...hope...sniff..it's a colorful one."
It was.
Yellow.
Posted by Zoe's Dad at Wednesday, June 04, 2008 8:22 AM and is filed under shopping with kids,less than stellar public behavior,stitches 
As a child, I was constantly having run ins with shelving and display units in shops.
I think the muzak they played in there sent me into a hyperactive frenzy.
At least you didn't have to make a second trip to the store!
Hope Zia heals up quickly!
"All Amish Style" too funny.
Hope Zia's doing better soon.
Well, we did use a lamp instead of a candle. The wax kept dripping on her head and making things worse.
Awww, poor sweetie, sounds like she was very brave!
Amazingly, she did not move a muscle--as instructed. She did, however, scream her lungs out--as instructed.
Sounds just like a day in my house...minus the Amish style stitches!
That's nice. My wife can only kiss boo-boos. She makes a mean lasagna though.
Yeah, my wife melted the garage door opener boiling water--long story. She can fix a hurt but she can't fix dinner!
The pain of receiving stitches at home must have been payback for acting up in the store. That's excellent self-inflicted punishment.
We had plenty of suture and lidocaine left over and discussed giving Zane a few stitches just so he would know what it felt like. Seemed like such a waste to throw it all out.
But we didn't.
She really bite a bullet and went with no numbing agent?? Damn! I have a stitch that came loose from my recent surgery and there's NO WAY I'd have my doc friend restitch me with no local. I actually considered it today! Y'all are HARD CORE! Impressive!
Oh Lord, no. Don't start calling CPS. There was lidocaine in the kit.
It was used. Promise.
I wish I was able to get some of the stitches I got in my youth Amish style. Unfortunately, I got hundreds of stitches at the hospital and the doctors/nurses knew me and my parents by first name. Sounds like Zia was a touch cookie though - hope she feels better!
While I am not a healthcare professional my kids won't let me take a damn splinter out. Stitches. nice!
Stitches?
*thud*
That was the sound of me hitting the floor after fainting.
There is a reason I chose psychiatric nursing over proper nursing
How nice your wife can do home ER work. Did she make you and Zia wait for an hour in the living room before she saw you?
Fortunately, there were no other patients to be seen at the time so we got right in. I can say that I'll enjoy settling her bill much more so than I would had I visited one of her colleagues.
What a romantic post.. sort of
I'm impressed with your wife's skills. Of course, MY wife would have made a point of reminding me that it was all my fault for letting the kids wrestle in a store.