slim jim catastrophe

It is never a dull moment at the brown house.  Bubbie came for a visit last week.  While I was showing her the beginnings of knitting a sweater, we heard Jacob calling for Erin from the kitchen.  Erin walks in and begins to yell, "Jacob's bleeding!"  Knitting needles hit the couch as Bubbie and I ran to the kitchen, where indeed, Jacob was bleeding.  He had a palm full of blood that was running down his arm and beginning to drip on the floor.  I grabbed him and ran him to the bathroom, where I began to get the blood off of him and to examine the wound. It was a deep gash.  I knew that he would need at least a stitch or two.  Thanks to a member of our ward, that supplied me with a wicked kick rear first aid kit for the trek, I was able to put a blood coagulator on the wound, sealing it.  What happened you ask??  Jacob doesn't have any front teeth and so he thought that since he couldn't open a slim jim, beef jerky stick, with his fingers or teeth, that a pair of nice sharp kitchen shears would be the next best thing.  Needless to say the shears won and we were off to the urgent care.  There, after waiting and waiting, the coagulator stuff had to be washed off, he had to be cleaned and numbed.  The doctor didn't want to traumatize the wee lad and stitch him up.  He simply put some surgical tape on the wound, had a nurse wrap him up and sent us home.  Once we were in the car and Jacob's nerves were settled, he did get to eat the slim jim.  We almost made it a whole season without needing medical attention.almost. As you can see from the above photo, he is healing nicely...of course we owe all the healing and cleaning to Bubbie.  Thank YOU!!!

We were waiting for the numbing stuff to work on Jacob's hand.

He obviously wasn't too traumatized.  He loved spending time with Bubbie and she even made him his favorite food...popcorn!