Day One Hundred and Seventy-Four

Sometimes good days land you in the Urgent Care. After a full day of playing in the sunshine, planting flowers, singing "made-up" songs, visiting the Corvallis Zoo (aka Petco), and getting to spend some time playing with cousins, we ended up in the waiting room with a handful of hurting and wounded people from the community.

It happened on the trampoline. The doctor who treated Aidan told us not to even get him started talking about trampolines. He despises them. Yet, accidents happen and as he reminded us, "There's always someone worse off than you." During the time we were within the walls of Urgent Care, one man left in an ambulance, someone lost consciousness due to the laceration on THEIR head, and an old man was complaining of chest pain. It could have been worse. The relief on Aidan's face was apparent when we were told by the doctor that glue would probably be our best bet and we wouldn't have to deal with stitches or shots (spelled out slowly...'s'..'h'..'o'..'t'..'s'). Of course, Aidan quickly blurted out, "shots?" The doctor laughed. He was a great guy.

Some great moments: When asked if we had any questions, Aidan really wanted to know who invented Dermabond, the medical glue. The doctor told us to google it. He was also very curious for someone to explain blood pressure and how they measure oxygen in your blood. We explained what "constricting your blood vessels" meant when they were applying the medicine to his head.... always the curious cat, this boy is.

Another thing: Aidan told us from the very beginning that he didn't want to see the cut. The doctor told him that he could look at his head after the glue was applied, but he said, "No, that's okay. I don't need to."

While we waited in the small exam room, JJ and I shared stories from our childhoods and pointed out the scars that we both have. Everyone has them. You can't remember the physical pain, but you're left with this badge. Scars happen. The wounds hurt and are very apparent for a short time, but after a while, they fade, leaving only a part of your story. I guess that's life, huh?

The night ended with a very hungry boy requesting grilled cheese and tomato soup, and of course, a very tired mom making it for him.

These are the good ol' days.

** As it was pointed out to me, I did fail to mention that we have a wonderful neighbor whom we called on our way to Urgent Care. We dropped off Simeon and Dominic with her and by the time we arrived home, the boys were in bed...soundly sleeping. Louise, we love you. And the boys love you as well. I'm so thankful to have a neighbor that they (and I) feel so comfortable with. You're like the grandma that's right across the street! **