Today Gabe came running in the driveway off the bus to meet daddy at the door. Before he made it half way, he fell face first into the gravel. A cut to the forehead and a bloody nose left him looking like he just stepped off the set of the latest slasher movie. Thankfully, Steven was there. Momma doesn’t do well with blood from her babies. With a few bandaid to the forehead, one to the knee and an icepack he seemed to be ok. It was decided that no stitches were needed and life was ok.
We ate dinner and headed out to Grace’s softball practice. Gabe played on the playground and had fun. The adults laughed at Amy’s new device… the Tick Twister (sounds similar to a titty twister but apparently has a whole different objective) and we then headed home.
Gabe was first in the bath. Oh no…what’s that? A tick in his head. Yikes. So, again Momma isn’t good with bugs in her babies. So, daddy got the tweezers and went to work. Only this little tick decided not to cooperate and the head broke off. Grandma was called and Momma, daddy, and Gabe were heading to the ER.
Once at the ER we had the doctor check out the cut on the forehead. Oh yes, stitches would be a good move after all. After two shots… one to numb the front of the head and one to numb the back of the head, three stitches were in and the tick was removed. Tears were shed and Gabe cried too.
And then… guess what. Seems there is a new tool out that they recommend highly. It is a gadget called the Tick Twister. Seems the hospital uses it. Amy can’t find hers. And, we should get one.
Momma’s got a sweet boy in bed with her tonight. Thank God he’s safe and sound.
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