Our first experience. Big SIGH.
Have to document this crazy story although at this point I don't know how I'll ever forget it!
This morning we had arranged to meet up with a new playgroup at the park in our neighborhood. I only knew one out of the four other girls coming so I was really unsure about how I was going to know who I was meeting! :) I was looking forward to a calm, relaxing stroll up to the park, a fun playtime for Clark while Mary Claire and I sat on a blanket and chatted while meeting new friends, and then a calm relaxing stroll home.
NOT.
10:00 We head out with MC in stroller and Clark and I walking to the park
10:15 Arrive to the park, see my friend Jen. Phew! I found our group! Meet all the sweet girls and their children. Clark sees his friend, Russell, and darts off to go play with him.
10:30 I hear wailing. Wait. That's Clark. Where is he? He's at the top of the jungle gym! His mouth is bleeding! ahhh! I grab him, try to calm him down, and see the gash on his lip. Still bleeding. It's now all over me too. I walk back up to the hill to my friends I've just met ten minutes ago, and everyone is so nice and brings me wipes! Amanda says she has a close friend (David) that is the head ER surgeon at Hillcrest. He's at home today, and she's sure he wouldn't mind if we called him. Do I take him to Urgent Care? the hospital? nowhere? David texts back and says he wants to look at it. Bring him to his house. ok. I've never met him. And it's his day off! Amanda says she'll caravan over there with me so it's not awkward. (Ha! little did I know!)
10:45 I start to go to my car. Oh wait. We walked. It is now super hot. I'm sweating profusely, MC's crying, and I feel terrible having to make my son walk home with a gashed lip! :(
11:00 We get home, I drag everybody in the back door and head straight for the garage, but the garage door won't open. Nothing's happening when I push the button. Wait---the power's out??!! Are.you.kidding.me. I call Amanda and tell her I can't get out. She says try the red emergency pull cord. Oh yeah! After fumbling around in the dark, I manage to pull it and push up the garage door. (children crying, MC starving--needs a bottle) I hurriedly make a bottle, feed her, and burst into tears.
11:30 After many calls to Sean, he finally makes it home. At this point David has called me since he heard through Amanda that I couldn't get out of my garage and says he'll just come to my house after he picks up his kids from school.
12:15 David makes it to my house, looks at it, decides he can do it here, then goes back to his truck to get his supplies. We tell him to please let his kids and their friend come in to play.
12:30 David sets up shop on the dining room table. We lay Clark on the changing pad, Sean and I (do our best to) pin him down, and David starts giving him the numbing solution. (shots!) :( Terrible. Clark is writhing, flailing, screaming. I cry. I apologize. I'm sweating. Mary is crying. The kids are crying. David's son who's potty training has an accident. I leave the scene to go find him some underwear and shorts to wear. He and Clark are different sizes so I don't have much to offer.
1:00 David finishes up, and Clark is a basket case. We thank David profusely, are amazed he would do that for us, and help him load up all of his kids. He drives away. I stand there completely wiped out. Sean goes back to work. Clark (thank God) goes down for a nap. So does Mary. I thank God for sending David to help us avoid a $1000 ER bill and a day of waiting to be seen. I procede to text all of my close friends that know David and his wife (Dana) and tell them that he's wonderful, and I need to meet her since he has now operated on Clark on my dining room table, and their son has worn home Clark's underwear and random pajama bottoms.
Really looking forward to meeting Dana, and dreading the next time someone needs stitches...
