Yesterday, I had the exhausting pleasure of spending the entire afternoon in the Emergency Room of St. Marks Hospital. We are finishing our basement in preparation of 3 Malaysian girls coming to live with us. More on that later. Among the many 2x4s being carried in, Little Saydee Jo got one dropped on her toes by Savanna Rae trying to be a big helper. Saydee's little toe, was almost completely cut off.
We went to the Instacare where we took her when she broke her arm, and they practically turned us away. They indicated that were not equipped to treat children in her age group, because they would not be able to sedate her. So I chose to take her to St. Marks.
After nearly 2 hours in the waiting room, we were escorted to a room, where we waited for another 2 hours to see the doctor. As Saydee, lay in the bed and being such a trooper. I realized how extremely lucky we have been. We have not had to do the ER thing until now. After, xrays were taken, it was time for the Lidocane.
I could tell that the doctor and nurse were bracing themselves for the worse. But my little Saydee was so brave. She did not kick, scream and barely cried, only during the second shot. To distract her, we sang her favorite songs. I could tell she was scared and did not know what was happening but she looked at me the entire time with the "I trust you mom but I am scared" look.
The doctor even commented that as an ER doctor, he sees, adults come in that say they are at a 10+ pain level, and here lyes a 2 year old, in obvious real pain, and barely makes a whimper. That's my Saydee Jo. But then, he and the nurse made a comment that surprised me. He said that Saydee's calmness is attributed to me. My attitude in not being completely upset about the wait time but also the williness to see to her needs, by singing songs, regardless of who is in the room. The nurse said, that she can always tell immediately how home life is, and based on Saydee's reaction and the way she looked at me during the entire procedure, that Saydee lives in a very loving environment.
Allowed me to reflect on truly what is important. Here, I was thinking what a terrible mother I was. Not only because my girls were in the middle of a construction zone where this could have happened, but also because we woke up early and started working. No baths were given to my girls, their hair was not combed and Saydee was still in her pajamas. I show up at the ER, only to notice how dirty Saydee's feet were, her shirt had stains from breakfast and her hair reflected the nights sleep. What a horrible mother I must be.
Only to realize that despite the dirty feet, Saydee knew she was loved, I knew what would help her relax, and we sang her favorite songs, which are "Monkeys jumping on the Bed", "Monkeys teasing Mr. Alligator" and "The Wheels on the Bus". Saydee knew that everyone was there to help her. What a great experience for me, in the midst of what could have been terrible.
She ended up having to get 4 stitches in her little toe. Two through the toe nail to bring it back to the correct position, another from one side to the other and the last one reattaching the top of the toe. She had to get holes drilled through her toe nail, to allow drainage. Even though her toe was numb, it was quite an ordeal.
We went to the Instacare where we took her when she broke her arm, and they practically turned us away. They indicated that were not equipped to treat children in her age group, because they would not be able to sedate her. So I chose to take her to St. Marks.
After nearly 2 hours in the waiting room, we were escorted to a room, where we waited for another 2 hours to see the doctor. As Saydee, lay in the bed and being such a trooper. I realized how extremely lucky we have been. We have not had to do the ER thing until now. After, xrays were taken, it was time for the Lidocane.
I could tell that the doctor and nurse were bracing themselves for the worse. But my little Saydee was so brave. She did not kick, scream and barely cried, only during the second shot. To distract her, we sang her favorite songs. I could tell she was scared and did not know what was happening but she looked at me the entire time with the "I trust you mom but I am scared" look.
The doctor even commented that as an ER doctor, he sees, adults come in that say they are at a 10+ pain level, and here lyes a 2 year old, in obvious real pain, and barely makes a whimper. That's my Saydee Jo. But then, he and the nurse made a comment that surprised me. He said that Saydee's calmness is attributed to me. My attitude in not being completely upset about the wait time but also the williness to see to her needs, by singing songs, regardless of who is in the room. The nurse said, that she can always tell immediately how home life is, and based on Saydee's reaction and the way she looked at me during the entire procedure, that Saydee lives in a very loving environment.
Allowed me to reflect on truly what is important. Here, I was thinking what a terrible mother I was. Not only because my girls were in the middle of a construction zone where this could have happened, but also because we woke up early and started working. No baths were given to my girls, their hair was not combed and Saydee was still in her pajamas. I show up at the ER, only to notice how dirty Saydee's feet were, her shirt had stains from breakfast and her hair reflected the nights sleep. What a horrible mother I must be.
Only to realize that despite the dirty feet, Saydee knew she was loved, I knew what would help her relax, and we sang her favorite songs, which are "Monkeys jumping on the Bed", "Monkeys teasing Mr. Alligator" and "The Wheels on the Bus". Saydee knew that everyone was there to help her. What a great experience for me, in the midst of what could have been terrible.
She ended up having to get 4 stitches in her little toe. Two through the toe nail to bring it back to the correct position, another from one side to the other and the last one reattaching the top of the toe. She had to get holes drilled through her toe nail, to allow drainage. Even though her toe was numb, it was quite an ordeal.
2 comments:
You are a wonderful mother! Your daughters are very lucky to have you :)
A mothers worth has very little to do with what her children wear, how nice they look, or materialistic things like that. Your sweet lil Joey is such an angel and sweetheart, because she is raised the right way, and that my dear is the true reflection of a mother. How they behave, as to how they look. Thumbs up from across the street.
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