Thank Heavens for Adrenaline!!!

So about a week or two ago, while my poor parents were still here, Ethan decided to test my dad and I's ability to not faint at the sight of blood. My dad and I had poured the cement slab earlier that day and I had still not showered and was covered in dirt and cement splatters. Dinner had just gotten ready and we were all in the kitchen, except Ethan, for like 2 minutes and we heard a huge crash. Then blood curdling screaming from Ethan. I knew it had to be bad because he has never screamed like that before. My mom and I ran to the gate that keeps Ethan out of the kitchen, and saw Ethan holding his head with blood running into his right eye. Luckily an adrenaline rush kicked in, because I do NOT handle blood very well. As I scooped him up to rush him to the kitchen sink to stop anymore blood from going into his actual eyeball, my first thought was to hurry and clean it up and cover it so if my dad came in from the office, he wouldn't see it. My poor dad, to me has always been a pretty strong man physically, but when it comes to blood or anything of the sort, he goes out pretty easy. ( I just don't think his circulation has ever been really good.)

Anyway, as I looked at his wound I could see the tissue inside his head and knew he needed stitches. My poor mom who was always the strong one with all of us kids' wounds started crying and freaking out. (Don't worry grandma, you are allowed one freak out and we still love you) :) Well needless to say, Ethan got 5 stitches going down his forehead. Which by the way, is horrible for a mother to watch, especially me. Luckily, Adam was there at the hospital because I couldn't watch or help to much while they numbed his forehead, washed out the wound, and stitched Ethan up. I had to stay there so ethan didn't freak out more. So I sat there talking to him while looking away so that I didn't pass out. They strapped him to the "papoose" that has a board and huge velcro straps to keep him still. Man was Ethan PISSED!! They only time he would calm down a little bit was when Adam would ask him for a kiss, then he would have to give me one too. It was really cute! Then the screaming would continue. The awesome 8-month pregnant nurse holding his head still while squatting next to the gurney was a trooper. After the whole ordeal, when they unstrapped him, he was drenched in sweat. As I was helping Ethan eat his popsicle the nurse gave him, I had to have Adam take over so I could put my head between my legs cause I was about to faint. Adrenaline rush was over apparently.

Every since it happened I had tried to get Ethan to tell me where he hit his head, since no one saw it happen. He wouldn't tell me or show me anything. However the other day, Paul & Janet Henderson were over at our house and Paul asked Ethan what happened to his head and Ethan ran over to the corner of the wall and pointed to where he apparently hit his head! I don't know if he didn't remember before or if he just likes Paul better, but I took advantage of it and took a picture. I am actually surprised that this is Ethan's first stitches, but I am not complaining. :)