Say Good-bye to Hollywood - say good-bye my baby!
Spring Break, day 3 - After stitches, Buck only wanted to hit the beach: 
RKZ working the David Hasselhoff magic
the doggie band aid covering stitches (3)
Around 8 am, Buck fell and split open his chin on the tile steps of the rental house. The cut was clearly deep, wouldn't stop bleeding and RKZ and I easily surmised that the cut needed stitches. Thank goodness for walk-in clinics. I put in a call to a friend (thanks CB!) and she told me about a clinic near-by.
It was an interesting experience, being with our first born as he received his first stitches. I mean, this is the boy who can't stand using clippers for hair cuts and basically hyperventilated the first 10 times someone tried to even come near his face with a wash cloth. I was not looking forward to a doctor giving Buck the shot to numb his face NOR the actual "needle and thread" aspect of the experience.
Comparisons of Canadian health care to US (we've been in a number of "emergency" situations):
(1) we had to pay (i think around $200, which seemed reasonable)
(2) we only waited 2 hours (compare to our 5 - 8 hour waits for broken collar bone and seizures).
(3) doctors and nurses seemed similarly nice and well trained - really - in both countries I'm always surprised at how young everyone looks.
The actual stitches were a basic nightmare going in. The 24 year old doctor was very patient and even sweet to Buck as Buck threw a GIANT fit anytime doctor Ken (like Barbie's boy friend) came near our hero's face. RK stayed with Thunder as the baby cried his way through the clinic (they eventually went for a walk) and I stayed with Buck as he cried his way through the stitches. Funny that the needle looks more like a fish hook and the stitches were blue nylon. I was thinking that we could use the left-over stitches to catch dinner if we needed to.
Buck was crying so hard, RKZ thought we were done well before we started. Dr. Ken tricked Buck a few times and then showed him he was crying for nothing (touching Buck's cheek and asking if it hurt). Buck was pretty numbed up once the stitches started, so he calmed down in between each stitch. There were three in all and I was just happy that we didn't go to an ER as Dr. Ken said that they would have used "the straps" to keep Buck calm. Yeah, that would've worked.
Mom, Dad (the Joads) and Gma J arrived later in the day as Buck and RKZ hit the beach. Buck loved the beach and told us he didn't care if we didn't do anything else all week. We were thrilled.
In 'real time' today, it was in the 60's here and we were out side nearly ALL DAY! Thunder is sleeping nicely in his car seat and Buck is about to go to bed. A banner day.
RKZ working the David Hasselhoff magic
the doggie band aid covering stitches (3)Around 8 am, Buck fell and split open his chin on the tile steps of the rental house. The cut was clearly deep, wouldn't stop bleeding and RKZ and I easily surmised that the cut needed stitches. Thank goodness for walk-in clinics. I put in a call to a friend (thanks CB!) and she told me about a clinic near-by.
It was an interesting experience, being with our first born as he received his first stitches. I mean, this is the boy who can't stand using clippers for hair cuts and basically hyperventilated the first 10 times someone tried to even come near his face with a wash cloth. I was not looking forward to a doctor giving Buck the shot to numb his face NOR the actual "needle and thread" aspect of the experience.
Comparisons of Canadian health care to US (we've been in a number of "emergency" situations):
(1) we had to pay (i think around $200, which seemed reasonable)
(2) we only waited 2 hours (compare to our 5 - 8 hour waits for broken collar bone and seizures).
(3) doctors and nurses seemed similarly nice and well trained - really - in both countries I'm always surprised at how young everyone looks.
The actual stitches were a basic nightmare going in. The 24 year old doctor was very patient and even sweet to Buck as Buck threw a GIANT fit anytime doctor Ken (like Barbie's boy friend) came near our hero's face. RK stayed with Thunder as the baby cried his way through the clinic (they eventually went for a walk) and I stayed with Buck as he cried his way through the stitches. Funny that the needle looks more like a fish hook and the stitches were blue nylon. I was thinking that we could use the left-over stitches to catch dinner if we needed to.
Buck was crying so hard, RKZ thought we were done well before we started. Dr. Ken tricked Buck a few times and then showed him he was crying for nothing (touching Buck's cheek and asking if it hurt). Buck was pretty numbed up once the stitches started, so he calmed down in between each stitch. There were three in all and I was just happy that we didn't go to an ER as Dr. Ken said that they would have used "the straps" to keep Buck calm. Yeah, that would've worked.
Mom, Dad (the Joads) and Gma J arrived later in the day as Buck and RKZ hit the beach. Buck loved the beach and told us he didn't care if we didn't do anything else all week. We were thrilled.
In 'real time' today, it was in the 60's here and we were out side nearly ALL DAY! Thunder is sleeping nicely in his car seat and Buck is about to go to bed. A banner day.
Labels: spring break 09
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