ouch!

On Sunday evening, Sam came screaming down the stairs, with a trail of blood following him.

He had stepped on this....



yes, the red is blood.  Straight out of a crime scene, huh! gag

 

a big, long piece of glass that came from a picture frame that had broken sometime earlier.

I had seen the glass the previous day, and thought I had cleaned it all up...boy was I wrong!

 

We had our neighbor Kate, who is a nurse, come over and take a look at it.  She said that if we went in, they would probably do a stitch or two, but really, he could be fine if we just wrapped it really well.

 

So, we washed it until the bleeding finally stopped, wrapped it up, and called it a night.

 

The next morning, Sam could not walk on his foot, and was in a lot of pain.  I decided to take a look, and almost lost my breakfast.  Sam's cut was gaping open, and I could see his muscle and tissue inside his foot.  Every time we touched it, it would squirt blood. I was trying not to pass out, Sam was a mix of scared and thinking it was the coolest thing ever.

 

I went next door, and got my other neighbor, who is also a nurse.  (we live in an awesome spot)

 

She said that it looked like the glass had hit an artery, which would explain all of the blood, and the crazy swelling and bruising.  We estimated that the glass went in at least 1/2 inch.  It was too late for stitches, so we just cleaned it out really well, wrapped it up again, and headed off to the store for crutches.   As "cool" as it is to have your foot spray blood every time you step down, we decided to spare everyone's gag reflex, and keep Sam off of it.

 

 

With the crutches, and all of the blood Sam's foot expelled, Sam instantly became the 2nd grade celebrity for a day!  Oh, the things that are cool to 7 year old boys. 

 

Hopefully he is now on the mend, and will be walking on his own in the next day or so.

 

Ouch!

 

 

Oh, and William says hi.