Hec, you can carefully drill a hole in it to let the blood out.
My mother always used spare surgical stuff, but, umm, I doubt you have that around. Last time I slammed my finger tip in the door, I think I used an Exacto.
Oh, and rebuilding the part of the nail that fell off with a gel nail kit TOTALLY helped with the healing process.
Oh fuck, Hec. I hope it's not too bad.
Poor little guy.
Sitting in the ER saying, "look, you REALLY need to see us before midnight" sounds like a nightmare. I hope he's ok on a whole bunch of levels.
Oh fuck, Hec. I hope it's not too bad.
I think it might just be badly bruised. He might not lose the nail. We'll see. We iced it and he's doped up on Motrin right now, and he's settled down and watching Teen Titans.
Previous to that we were having a pretty good Friday. I went over and picked him up early. We stopped at Yum on the way home and loaded up on exotic soda. We had this conversation:
Me: Did you wear your top hat to school all day?
Emmett: Yeah. All my dignity is in my hat. I woke up this morning and couldn't find any baseball hats. It was very upsetting.
Me: What are you talking about? You have a ton of hats at Mommy's house.
Emmett: We were at [EM's fiance's] house.
::whispering rather seriously::
Without my hat I am nothing.
Me: Pfft. I don't think so.
Emmett: Well it feels that way.
Then we made up a blues song about the morning star all the way home and saw a nice dog and then the screaming and the glayvin.
Fuck. Poor Emmett. What a nightmare, Hec.
Plei, two things: 1. WHITEFONT
the nail drilling
and 2. if I injure myself, I am driving to Seattle for minor emergency surgical needs.
He seems okay now, and is eating tater tots. Just as well tomorrow's game is rained out. Might just be a bad bruise.
What a nightmare, Hec.
Your kid screaming in pain? Awful.
Your kid screaming in pain and trapped? Aiyiyi.
Just horrible. I hope it's just a bruise thing and that Emmett feels better soon. And that you don't hear him screaming like that again because it must just rip your heart out.
Also? I want tater tots now.
And that you don't hear him screaming like that again because it must just rip your heart out.
Yeah, I hope we don't ever have to top the broken nose experience with the screams of agony, and blood gushing everywhere all over me and the paramedic ride to the hospital. How much fun was that?
More fun than one dad can stand, I think.