Little J and B see someone to help them and me with their behavior issues as well as little J's ADHD. We were at our appointment today and S found a little chair that was just his size to sit in. It was positioned right in front of a white board and so he was pretending to draw on the board (pretending because he couldn't get the markers open, and good thing, would have been a big mess). He dropped a marker and tried to pick it up without getting off the chair. He fell to the left and hit his left eye on another chair. He will have a nice shiner on his left eyebrow as well as just to the left of his left eye.
After he was done being comforted he got down off my lap and went right back to the chair. He was repostioning and dropped another marker. I knew he was going to fall again and it happened faster than I could react. I was reaching for him when he fell to the right this time. He hit the back if his head on an end table and then on a free weight that was under the table. I heard the chink of the metal on the free weight and knew he hit it. I just didn't know how hard. He was sat on my lap with his head against my chest for a long time while he was being comforted. When he got down the back of his head was covered in blood and so was my chest. I calmly took him to the bathroom and washed his head and wiped the blood off my chest. I didn't figure it was life threatening because it wasn't gushing so we finished our appointment (which ended a bit early) and headed to the pediatrician for a medical opinion on whether stiched or staples were needed. There were three cuts and one was about a centimeter long and fairly deep. The other two were smaller one was barely noticable. The doctor said that we could have put a staple in the larger one, but it would most likely heal better on it's own. Just said I should keep it clean (at which he chuckled since S is an active todler), and watch for things out of the norm. He made sure there was no concussion and then we were on our way.
(The picture above shows the largest cut and the one that we could have put a staple in)
When we got home all S wanted to do was play. It was starting to get chilly because rain was moving in so I closed the garage door while he played with his car. B kept getting into it when S got out. S didn't like that at all, he would yell and push B out of the car. Guess he wasn't feeling the head injury too much.
