What started as a normal afterschool day turned into my worst nightmare!
Yesterday, my boys came home from school and daycare as normal, and were itching to get outside. They went to playing roughly once out there and after constant reminders and threatening to make them come inside the worse thing imaginable happened. I had to call 9-1-1.
My youngest son started pedaling while my oldest son had his fingers near the bike chain and his finger was snagged in good. All I know is there was blood and screaming and I needed to figure something out quick.
Without thinking once, I raced in a mad dash to get my phone from inside the house and dialed the emergency number while trying to get my son to stop moving his finger. He was screaming the worse pain imaginable and it seemed like it took the medics forever to arrive. Then, once the medics were, on the scene, they couldn’t cut their chain but luckily the firemen arrived promptly.
Once in the ambulance it felt like time was dragging by with my in horrible pained toddler, crying and making sure I’m there and the medics evaluating his finger seeing what they needed to do.
The Ambulance Ride
During the ambulance ride, I learned I obviously won worse mother of the year. I was clueless as to how much my son weighed and his social security number. I know I’m probably not the only mother who does not have her child’s information stuck in the front of their brains yet when asked those questions and not knowing the answers I felt like crap.
I also learned that my son likes riding in ambulances. He was so talkative and his normal self once the morphine kicked in.
Despite the fact that there is a hospital less than 5 minutes from my house, the medics thought it was best to go to Riverside. I had one of my boys in that hospital, it was a bad experience, and I just hate it all around because it is always busy and in my opinion, the staff always seems clueless.
Once there, my mom met us, we were in a room and had nurses and two doctors come in and visit him. We spent about 5 hours in the hospital and the doctor just kept saying it was a “Rare” case and he had to wait on his supervisor to come in an access the damage.
While here, I learned to control my temper. The staff did do x-rays and find out my son had a fracture but other than that, I feel like I am going to be billed for nothing. He received no treatment other than the x-rays and his fingers were out in the open bleeding the entire time. Now, I understand that other patients were there with problems too, however, leaving a 5 year old who has hands that are covered in dirt mixed with blood sitting for all of that time without cleaning or anything is unacceptable to me.
There were so many times I wanted to just snap out in the hospital but to avoid stressing my son out, a lot of tongue biting went on.
CHKD in Norfolk
Around midnight a new set of medics arrived to take us to CHKD. They were friendly and helpful and eventually my son fell asleep on the ride across the water.
Once at CHKD I could tell this was the hospital that we needed to be at. The staff was prompt, kind, and reassured him that everything was going to be okay. They performed the procedure, coached him through the pain, and instructed me on how to care for his injuries at home. It was a great experience and I am thankful for the doctors who were on call last night.
While here, I learned that there are actually people in the medical field who enjoy their jobs. I also learned my son could be somewhat goofy even when in a not so pleasant situation. I was so proud of him.
What started as a normal evening turned into something I always dreaded – having to make an ER visit with one of my kids. However, it was a learning experience and he is okay – all fingers in tact- and his fractured finger should heal quickly.
As a mom of three boys, I am sure this will not be my last ER visit; however, I wanted to share my story with you today, so if you ever find yourself in an ER visit you can know that it will be okay.
Have you ever had to go to the ER with your child? How did your visit go?