hospital visit

That's right folks...another hospital visit @ the beach. (The last one was about 8 years ago when Libby swallowed a quarter as a 2 year old and had to have it surgically removed. fun times.) We were visiting Grammy & Papa, when we hear Libby say, "Jacob is bleeding!" He had run up their stairs and hit his head on the bottom of their banister and it split his head open. We took him to an urgent care center, but they didn't accept our out-of-state insurance, so we took him into the ER where they said that it was a nice gash, but not deep enough for stitches. So, the Dr. simply glued his wound shut. Jacob was so very brave too. His head was still bleeding when the dr. came in to glue him up. He sat so very bravely, clinching his fists until his little knuckles were white. Jacob had seen the pain number chart on the wall and had asked about it so I explained to him the pain number system. Jacob told me he was @ a zero. When the Dr. was glueing his wound, I asked him if he was @ zero. He just shook his head. Then once the Dr. was all done and walked out the door, Jacob's pain level instantly shot off the charts and tears began to flow. (The glue burns...) He was so brave while the Dr. was in the room. Poor fella!