Part two of Previous Post called "Long Day."
So, after Scott's baptism, we invited the family over for a luncheon. We grilled hamburgers and hot dogs, and family and friends brought salad, and dessert, and veggie trays, and buns, and chips . . .
As you can imagine, it was chaotic. We had 33 people in our house: 15 adults, 14 young children, and 4 babies under 1 year old. There was a lot going on! Well, most everybody had gotten their food, so I went and got some food and sat down with some friends to eat. I wasn't even halfway through with my lunch, when my BIL comes into the front room and says, "Renee, Gavin got his lip split open. I think you're gonna need to go get him stitches."
Now, my BIL likes to joke sometimes, so I didn't really believe him, until he told me to come take a look. *sigh* Apparantely, what happened was that Gavin and his cousins were in the back yard, when one of the cousins found a golf club (which I thought we had put away for the winter . . .), and was showing his other cousins how to swing it and he hit Gavin in the face. OUCH!!!
Gavin's "owie"
So, we rushed off while my MIL, sister, and SIL cleaned up the luncheon mess for us. (Thank you LaRean, Anne Marie, and Charity for cleaning up for us! We really appreciate it!) Gavin was SO good, though. He just sat and played in the exam room while they got everything ready for us. The only really hard part was when they shot his lip up with Lidocaine - he SCREAMED at that, and cried and said, "Owie!" I cried right along with him - it was HARD!
Gavin hiding in the closet at the dr.'s office
Playing with the toys
Right after the Lidocaine shot. It was cold in there so I wrapped myself up in his blanket.
Getting his stitches
He was all wrapped up in a blanket with his arms trapped to his sides, but Brandon still had to hold his legs down so he wouldn't thrash off the table. Once the dr. started the stitches, though, he actually fell asleep! Gavin ended up with six stitches right above his lip, and was pretty out of it when we got home.
Right before he fell asleep . . .
. . . and, he's out!
You can see how fat his lip is in this picture
When we got home, he kept saying something that we couldn't understand because his lip was FAT! We finally got it though, "Wanna see in the mirror." So, we took him into the bathroom, and he just stared at himself. It was sad and cute at the same time. Then, while Brandon went and picked up the boys at my MIL's house, I laid down with Gavin and took a nap. Once he woke up, he was just fine. Bouncing, running, yelling, jumping . . . He was his normal self. I was worried that as the Lidocaine wore off, he'd have a hard time sleeping that night, but he didn't even stir. They haven't bothered him even once! He's a tough little guy!
Checking himself out in the mirror
We'll go in and see his regular doctor (the doctor that saw him on Saturday was the other partner), and he'll take a couple of the stitches out and glue the cut closed with steri-strips, then we'll see him again in a few days to take the rest out and glue those closed. He'll probably have a scar, but that totally fits Gavin! Today, it's not quite as swollen, but it's still "a chunk" as he calls it! :)