Yesterday afternoon hubby and I were working on the tile for the back entry and into the master bath.
About 2/3 of the way finished and we heard our youngest fall in the kitchen.
Me: "Are you O.K.?"
Me: "Where does it hurt?"
And I look in and see that he is holding his chin.
Me: "Are you bleeding?"
C: "I don't know."
Then hubby goes to check on him and I ask, "Does he need stitches?"
Hubby looks at me and nods.
It is 3 p.m. and I call the Peds' Urgent Care and yes they have someone who will do stitches unless it is too deep and then they'll send us onto the hospital.
FYI--and we know this from experience. Stitches at the hospital will cost you about $500 whereas if they can handle it at the Urgent Care or the office you only have a copay. How do we know this? This was lucky #7 for our son to have stitches.
Thankfully, the doctor will do it once we get there.
Mr. C was awesome.
5 stitches in the chin.
7th time for stitches in his short life of 8 years.
4th time in his chin.
I'm a little scared for his future.
He did not want his picture taken, but I was able to snap one randomly.
Hubby finished the tiling while we were gone.
Grout will go on tonight after dinner.
Then the bathroom has to be put back together.
And all the door frames and baseboards.
Super slowly, but surely...pending any more trips to Urgent Care.