Give 'em the finger
I want to give you an update on the finger status.
We were at the hand place for 5 hours (3 in the waiting room, 2 inside) on Tuesday. Chris got his bandages removed (didn't cry) and the doctor said it's healing well. The finger looks better, but still a little Frankenstein-ish which is to be expected. He only cried a little when the doctor was cutting some little strings (stitches) off that hadn't totally dissolved. He was such a brave boy and I'm very proud of him. The doc said to put some ointment on the finger and cover it with just a band aid. I felt that wasn't enough covering since the finger still looks a bit fragile if you will, so he covered it with just a bit of the stretchy bandage that he had last time.
My poor baby was exhausted (as were my mother and I) from having been there for 5 hours, so I figured he would fall asleep in the car on the way home. Nothing doing. When we pulled up to the driveway of our house at around 9 pm, he was wide awake and missing a finger bandage. The sneaky little bandit had removed the covering completely and was playing with his finger. Cringe!
Before bed I put more bandages on his finger and when he woke up the next morning it was gone again. The whole day yesterday was spent repeating the same procedure. R tried different types of wraps and materials and combinations thereof only to find that Chris had once again removed the coverings. When I got home from work last night he was running around as happy as a lark...sans bandages. I guess R finally gave up.
He doesn't seem bothered by it (even though it still looks painful) one bit, evidenced by the fact that he's running around all over the place, business as usual. He's dragging it on the floor, throwing balls, playing the piano and showing me that he can still do his tricks.
See Mom? All better!
Yes sweetie...I see. Now stop flipping me the bird.
We were at the hand place for 5 hours (3 in the waiting room, 2 inside) on Tuesday. Chris got his bandages removed (didn't cry) and the doctor said it's healing well. The finger looks better, but still a little Frankenstein-ish which is to be expected. He only cried a little when the doctor was cutting some little strings (stitches) off that hadn't totally dissolved. He was such a brave boy and I'm very proud of him. The doc said to put some ointment on the finger and cover it with just a band aid. I felt that wasn't enough covering since the finger still looks a bit fragile if you will, so he covered it with just a bit of the stretchy bandage that he had last time.
My poor baby was exhausted (as were my mother and I) from having been there for 5 hours, so I figured he would fall asleep in the car on the way home. Nothing doing. When we pulled up to the driveway of our house at around 9 pm, he was wide awake and missing a finger bandage. The sneaky little bandit had removed the covering completely and was playing with his finger. Cringe!
Before bed I put more bandages on his finger and when he woke up the next morning it was gone again. The whole day yesterday was spent repeating the same procedure. R tried different types of wraps and materials and combinations thereof only to find that Chris had once again removed the coverings. When I got home from work last night he was running around as happy as a lark...sans bandages. I guess R finally gave up.
He doesn't seem bothered by it (even though it still looks painful) one bit, evidenced by the fact that he's running around all over the place, business as usual. He's dragging it on the floor, throwing balls, playing the piano and showing me that he can still do his tricks.
See Mom? All better!
Yes sweetie...I see. Now stop flipping me the bird.
posted by Claudia at 10:05 AM
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