Things no one ever taught me #357
June 17, 2008
When to get stitches.
The only times I’ve ever gotten stitches is when my wisdom teeth were removed and after childbirth. On none of these occasions did I inspect the wounds. I simply don’t know when they’re warranted.
One time I thought I needed them. I dropped a utility knife on my foot and had a 1″ gash with oodles of blood that ruined a favorite pair of Naot sandals. Nope, not then.
The small boy fell in the yard the other day and got two deep cuts on his leg. Both my husband and my mom thought they should be checked out. So we made our first trip to the ER as parents. Our little patient was a trooper, buoyed by an inflatable elephant he found in the waiting room. No stitches required. Just some gauze and a good cleaning. Good as new in no time.
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Magik Quilter | June 18, 2008 at 10:42 pm
Glad he did not need them Peg as they are a bit funny about them at that age. My son had some in the hand at 18 months and apparently he screamed and wriggled so much that he kicked his “impossible to get off” sandals off!
I was in hospital having carpel tunnel surgery go wrong at the time and when I came out we both had bandages and stitches, only difference is he would not let anyone near his hand afterwards and I should not have let anyone near mine before!
He’s got the cutest little legs too!