Monday, August 02, 2010

The Unkindest Cut


Yesterday started off wonderfully, with Inara returning and Jayne and I taking her to get her first haircut -- which she responded to with her usual curious bemusement.

Unfortunately, the day got much worse from there. About an hour after coming home with me, Inara bounded up onto the bed next to me and faceplanted into the edge of a marble windowsill. The result was, well, horrific -- blood everywhere, followed by a terrified drive at 80-miles-an-hour or so to the hospital right up the street. Six stitches in the skull-deep gash in her forehead later, she was feeling much better. Her father, not so much. The doctors say the scar will likely vanish over time, which makes me think that in some ways Inara is the lucky one, as eventually she won't remember a thing.

I, on the other hand, will never forget holding my severely bleeding little girl in my arms.

The bottom line is that over the next 24 to 48 hours, I'm going to be completely out of the loop. I'm actually working on an extended piece for here and HuffPost that I hope to finish up soon, but I doubt that'll be for at least another couple of days.

Sorry, gang.

27 comments:

Tara Parker said...

Yikes. Sympathies, Chez. But, take heart that she isn't a boy. My 4 year old son can't go a day without nailing his head on something.

Glad to hear your baby is back home with you.

David Davies said...

Fuck man, been there with all three of my girls. Hope everything is ok.

Deborah said...

Two summers ago, when I had just moved into a new apartment, something similar happened to me & mine. My daughter, who was still a toddler @ the time, was with my ex. My son was still with me. I was doing something @ the counter of my new kitchen - I didn't even have a kitchen table yet - and I heard the door bang open and, "Mommy!" from my then-9-year-old. When I turned...God. It was unbelievable. Blood EVERYWHERE. It literally was weeks before all of the blood was found/cleaned. To make a long story longer...I met his dad @ the ER, but they decided not to do much more than just clean him up a bit that night, because he'd eaten a few hours before. We were instructed to return him to the hospital the next morning @ 6, which we did. The ear, nose & throat doctor that did the small surgery required to close the avulsion on his upper lip told us the same thing...that the scar would fade. And it has! He had soccer pictures very shortly thereafter, and they stand as a permanent reminder to just how horrible he looked - not even the stitched area, either; he had brush burns everywhere. But rest assured, he's fine and, as I said, you can barely see the scar, two years later. Also - and his was from a bicycle accident - I told him this at the time: Get 20 adults in a room, and probably 18 of them can show you the scar from where they fell off their bike/skates/skateboard/fill in when they were 8/9/10/you get the picture. Same with Inara.

Janiece said...

Poor baby-girl. And poor Dad.

Hope you're both feeling better soon!

Che Grovera said...

Don't worry, Chez -- it gets easier. The kid's first injury is always the hardest; until that moment you think maybe you can shield them from all hurt and suffering (at least while they're in your direct care). One of my worst recurring nightmares is having to watch as one of my daughters endures some manner of preventable hurt -- must be some kind of "noncustodial parent" PTSD (PDSD?).

Heather Hansma said...

Ha ha. My brothers and I all had some "traumatic" injuries like this. I apparently knocked boiling water all over myself and my brother Hamilton has been taken to the hospital more than once for injuries JUST like Inara's.

As scared as my mom was at the time, she tells the stories with humor now.

Anonymous said...

Ugh, been there. It's horrible. You have no idea how well you can panic until it's your kid, covered in blood. Glad it wasn't anything more serious than needing stitches.

Get some tri-derma or mederma scar for the scar. You can start putting it on after the wound is healed. It worked for my kid, though you'll probably still see the scar on his chin if he ever grows a beard as an adult.

Anonymous said...

Ugh, I almost dare to say as you alluded to its much worse for you. We almost had 2 tongues get bitten off by both of my sisters when they were toddlers. And I had a run in with a blue heeler when I was 3 which involved 40 stitches on my face and a broken nose. Just rub cocoa butter on the scar after they take the stitches out and you will be good to go. No scaring.

Tammie said...

ugh. im so sorry. there really is nothing worse than watching your kids get hurt like that...you feel it in your bones.

but yeah, she won't remember a thing. (when i was little i got quite bloody when toddled right into the end of a glass coffee table. i have no memory of it other than a now teeny scar under my eyebrow.)

Nancy, Near Philadelphia said...

Welcome back to parenthood, friend. And Inara is the best possible excuse for a silence on da blog.

lakelady said...

no apologies necessary. your priorities are right where they should be - with Inara. And my apologies if my facebook comment was too flip. My intent was to lighten the mood, not make light of the situation.

Tara van Brederode said...

So sorry about Inara's gash; your previous commenter is right, though, that nearly everyone has a story like hers to share--for my little sister, it's the tiny dent you can see when she wrinkles her brow (coffee table wound); for my husband, the little scar near his eyebrow (slipped and fell in shower--there's probably more to the story but I don't want to know!). She'll be fine, and you get to cuddle her and tell her how awesome and strong she is, and how fast she'll heal!

Al said...

Glory is forever and guys dig scars. She's ok and will soon forget it ever happened. Sorry you had to deal with that so soon after she arrived.

Jeff B said...

Like others have said, most folks can tell you all about a traumatic injury sustained as a child. Mine? Like Inara, I popped my forehead open. Except that I was about 18 months/2 years old, and managed it by taking a swan dive to the pavement.

The scar isn't even visible anymore (I'm 27 now), and had almost completely faded by the time I was a teenager. So buck up, sir, it will all be good!

Anonymous said...

Head wounds are the worst. The bleeding is hard, fast, and lots. Don't be too hard on yourself.

Sa said...

Dear Chez,

my sister has a tiny scar on her forehead she proudly refers to as her Harry Potter scar. Even though the accident happened 20 years ago,I don't think either of my parents will forget the horrible car ride to the hospital, but I promise she will remember nothing.

Che Grovera said...

Reading all the commentary reminded me about the scar my brother has across the bottom of his chin from three separate instances of stitch-inducing faceplants! The joke in my family was about how he seemed incapable of putting his arms out to break a fall...like he was always running in a straitjacket. Ah, memories.

J. Dack said...

OUCH. Glad it wasn't more serious.

Alanna said...

Aww, poor baby! I hope she feels better soon.

I have a scar that is only visible after I've been working out on my upper right section of my forehead. When I was 3 I was walking BEHIND the swings and, naturally, some kid swung back and smashed me in the head with the swing, his butt, sneakers and the chain. I was pretty mangled up. But it's one of those stories everyone remembers in the family.

And, agreed, no - blog time in exchange for Inara is exactly as it should be.

CNNfan said...

Once as a kid, I accidently banged my forehead. My white T-Shirt was literally dyed red with blood.

As the doctor stitched me up, he explained that the head always bleeds more. Later, the doctor removed those stitches a little bit early claiming it would reduce the facial scar.

Turns out the doctor was perfecly correct! My facial scar is so slight that it does not kill my good looks. Besides, I saw a news report that facial scars are actually a plus for male models.

Julie The Vintage Goddess said...

When my now 18 year old son was a toddler and very clumsy he fell at least once a week and busted his bottom lip.
BUT he once fell out of bed, he might have been 3 and using his "big boy bed" and busted his forehead on a chest of drawers next to his bed that I (yes it was my fault) had not closed one of the drawers properly.

so.much.blood.

He has since forgiven me....

em said...

I hope you both feel better quickly. I know my parents watched me like a hawk and I still managed to hit my chin on the side of a windowsill, my forehead on a fence, etc...it happens, and I gave me poor parents way too many scares. The scars do heal over pretty quickly though.

Tom said...

I can't contribute from the parenting side, but everyone I know has some story where they terrified their parents and don't even remember it.

In my case, when I was about 2 years old I dragged the stool over to the kitchen bench, climbed up it, and took the butcher's knife off the rack. My mother walked in and started, and when I turned to her I lost my footing, came off the stool, and split my hand right open.

The kicker? *apparently* I did this *twice*.

And if you really want a 'yikes' moment, ask my girlfriend's parents about the time when she ate. a. lightbulb.

I think my point is that we all healed. And I suspect that every single parent has a similar story that still makes them shudder decades later.

Izar Talon said...

I was apparently in the emergency room at least once a month between the ages of 3 and 10 or so. I was, and still am, what they refer to as "accident prone." But all I've got from all of it are a few faint scars and some vague memories. Nothing to bad.

And yes, head injuries DO bleed a LOT. Once I was at a friends house and he was swinging his belt around for some reason. Anyway, belt buckle hit me in the head, and blood started GUSHING EVERYWHERE. (we were about 20, HA!) There were PUDDLES of it, and his dog started licking it up! But the damnedest thing is, I didn't even need a single stitch. Some ice and a washcloth and it stopped bleeding after a few minutes, and nothing ever came of it again.

I DO probably have a scar there under my hair, though. Hell, I probably have a DOZEN scars under my hair.

Krissy said...

I think it must be a rite of passage for all parents to be terrified by their children gushing blood from a wound. I slammed my head into the corner of the TV when I was about 2 or 3 because I was spinning around as fast as I could pretending I was a ballerina (mom enrolled me in ballet classes soon after) and my sister fainted and put her upper teeth through her bottom lip when she was about 12 (she had braces which just made it worse).

Inara's a tough little cookie, hope she's doing OK!

pete parada said...

oh, man that's awful! my older daughter fell on her face once and her mouth practically exploded with blood. i still remember the feeling of total helplessness as a father in that moment. so sorry you had to go through this, but glad that inara will be ok.

Chez said...

Helplessness -- that's it exactly, man.