We made it over six years with no major accidents. Last Wednesday, Nate fell down our back steps and cut his head. He was obviously upset and it bled a lot, but we did not think he needed stitches. I was rinsing the blood out of his hair so we could go to small group when I saw just how deep the cuts were. They were small, but deep. We texted a picture to a friend that's a nurse and she said he would need stitches. Glue or tape would not work since the cuts were in his hair.
We were thankful to get to go to Children's after hours clinic instead of the ER. Nate was obviously nervous as we waited. Darren and I were nervous too. Neither of us have had stitches so this was a new experience for us as well. A sweet nurse came in to put the "magic" solution on Nate's head and wrapped his head to keep it in place. She said the doctor would be back in twenty minutes to do the stitches.
The doctor who did the stitches was awesome. Seriously. She saw Nate playing Angry Birds Star Wars. She started talking to him about Star Wars as she got things ready. This obviously made Nate feel more comfortable because he was totally calm and remained calm the entire time. He sat at the end of the bed playing Angry Birds and talking to the doctor and nurse about Jedi Training, his Christmas list, and other things. There were no tears. I had imagined several adults holding down a screaming child during this process. Darren and I were so thankful to have a positive experience.
He ended up getting three stitches.
Easy peasy. :)

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