Jack and The Pole

Well, we have now had our first experience with a child receiving stitches! Last weekend, Jack was outside, when as usual, he took off from a standing position to running 90 mph---straight into a metal pole! And, actually, hit the corner edge of the square pole. I can't begin to tell you how many times he has almost done that--so many times, so many narrow misses! His forehead split neatly in a vertical line, and he got 3 stitches. I think the scar will be minimal, if you can even see it in a few years. I took him to my office where one of the physicians took on the job--it was a big one! Jack was VERY NOT HAPPY about the whole situation--I have never seen him so hysterical, angry, scared! I held his head still, a nurse held his arms down, a student held his legs. He was screaming phrases such as, "let me go right now" and "don't you do that"! I actually thought he might either pass out or throw up. Bryan's cousin Gena and Jenny's mom Paula were out in the waiting room (they had accompanied us there), and they heard everything--as likely did the people above and below my office!!! Tonight, I took the stitches out with Bryan's help, and again, Jack was not thrilled; lots of crying. When we were done, Bryan asked if tonight was anything like the day he got the stitches--no comparison!