I was scheduled for my gynae appointment after lunch with Joyce, together with the Nate.
Just before leaving Takashimaya, Nate got really excited and ran out of the bathroom... somehow, he tripped and fell towards a steel service door frame and hit his head, flew backwards and started to scream in pain.
I saw the whole thing happen in detail in front of me.. and there was nothing I could do except react accordingly.
So I waddled as quickly as I could towards him and found blood dripping down his hand as he was holding his wound.
I inspected the wound and saw a deep hole and could actually see his scalp / skull.
The funny thing was, at this point, Nate started crying and shouting.."I'm Sorry Mommy! I'm So Sorry Mommy..." sob sob sob "Sorry Mommy"...
Poor boy... he was so afraid of getting scolded for running off too fast and causing hurt to himself and me that instead of shouting "Ouch!" he started apologizing.. My heart sank.
Talk about having EQ.
I took him to the toilet amidst the screaming and put pressure on the wound but after about 5 minutes the blood still bubbled out of the hole.
I must have said out loud that he needed stitches because the next thing that came out of his mouth amidst all the sobbing was "I don't want to SEW my head".. please please ....
And maybe it's just me and the whole "having a son / tough love syndrome but I just told him that he'd look like Frankenstein and that would have been way cool.
Anyway by that time, security and people were staring at us and making sure we were OK.
I was offered to take him to a clinic on the 8th floor of Takashimaya but decided that he was fine and he could talk and was lucid... the bleeding slowed down and we could make it to Mt Alvernia Hospital anyway - where my gynae's office was and so was Nate's paediatrician.
I'm glad we went there because Nate was used to his doctor who is fantastic.
Initially we were told that he didn't need stitching but later on decided that the wound was way too deep and skull was exposed so indeed he needed to "sew his head" together!!!
Nate was such a brave boy and was laughing throughout the wait at hospital. Despite the shaved hair on one third of his head, he looked like he was perfectly fine.
Eventually the stitching started and our dear boy didn't flinch at all. Credit goes to our doctor who instead of injecting the Local A into his wound, decided to irrigate the wound instead to numb it before the injection.
By the time the stitching was done, Nate was about to fall asleep from just laying there..
Thank God for his mercies. Things could have been much worse but it wasn't.
On my part, it really got me thinking while driving to the hospital... this is just a wound... it will heal and even though the bubbling of the oozing blood was horrible to watch, I can look back and say that he's ok.
This then made me think about parents who have to go through so much more when their kids are ill with terminal diseases or if they lose their children to freak accidents.
I dunno how they do it but they have all my respect.
Strength I tell you..
Anyways, cuts and bruises are supposed to be part of growing up.. especially with active boys. I'm just waiting for the broken bone next. Not willing it to happen but just facing life as it is.