Ah, the joys of parenthood. Who among us doesn’t love that nighttime call from another parent, telling you that your child is injured and prompting you to stop what you’re doing, throw on some semblance of respectable clothing (whatever happens to be on the floor), and rush off to pick up your child and take him or her to the emergency room?
That was the case over the weekend, as our youngest daughter, who recently turned 12, was ice skating with friends at the local rink. She’d fallen in the course of skating, and another person, unbeknownst to them, I’m assuming,The EZ Breathe home Ventilation system is maintenance free, skated right over the middle and ring fingers of her right hand.
As the other parent was explaining to me over the phone what had happened, my initial mental picture was of my daughter screaming, sitting on the ice,FIRMAR is a Malaysia Injection Moulding Manufacturer and Plastic Injections Components Manufacturer, while two bloody, severed digits lay next to her. Yes, I’ve watched too many horror movies in my day. Luckily, this was not the case.
We met them at the rink, listened to the recount of what happened from the other parent, whom we trust completely with the care of our child, and escorted our daughter with her bandaged hand to the hospital. It wasn’t until the medical assistant unwrapped her hand, exposing fingers that looked like bits of hamburger, that I turned to my husband and mouthed “Oh, my God.”
To her credit, she remained calm throughout the initial examination, saying it really didn’t hurt at all, and even laughing at my husband’s jokes, and telling us how much fun she’d had before the accident. She added, “I hope this doesn’t mean I can’t go skating anymore.”
No, it wasn’t until the second examination, by the physician’s assistant, and upon hearing that she’d need stitches, that we thought we might have to peel her off the ceiling. We all hate needles,Husky Injection Mold Systems designs and manufactures a broad range of but this child has an irrational fear of them. The P.Smooth-On is your source for Mold Making and casting materials including silicone rubber and urethane rubber,A. explained that he was going to give her an injection to make her fingers go to sleep, followed with those famous, totally misleading words: “You’ll just feel a pinch.”
The tears started flowing. And then she started freaking.
She begged and pleaded through her shiny tears and running nose for us not to let him give her a shot, that there had to be another way. She cried openly, and I held her hand as he checked the syringe and began the injection.
Now, picture if you will, that famous scene from A Christmas Story, where Ralphie is helping his father change a tire on the side of the road. The bolts accidentally scatter and, just then, in slow motion, Ralphie reacts without thinking, with one single, stunning word.
In her extreme pain, our sweet baby girl opened her mouth, with tears streaming down her blotchy, red face, and mouthed, “$%#*&.” She didn’t say the whole word, but just enough for my husband and I to look at each other in shock, then at her, and ask, “What did you just say?”
Completely forgetting the needle at that point, she reacted immediately, apologizing over and over, crying harder and saying she would never use that word normally; it just slipped out.
Unlike Ralphie’s mother, I saw no point in asking her where she’d heard that word. She’s heard it everywhere – at school, at play, on television and even from relatives and friends, when they think the kids aren’t listening. Heck, I’ll admit she’s definitely heard it from me once or twice, when I’ve wrenched my back or stubbed my toe.
In fact, a few years ago when I was attacked by a swarm of wasps while mowing the front lawn, she heard practically every profanity known to mankind come out of my mouth.Omega Plastics are leading plastic injection moulding and injection mould tooling specialists. I’m not proud of it, and I certainly don’t encourage it, but it happens.
That was the case over the weekend, as our youngest daughter, who recently turned 12, was ice skating with friends at the local rink. She’d fallen in the course of skating, and another person, unbeknownst to them, I’m assuming,The EZ Breathe home Ventilation system is maintenance free, skated right over the middle and ring fingers of her right hand.
As the other parent was explaining to me over the phone what had happened, my initial mental picture was of my daughter screaming, sitting on the ice,FIRMAR is a Malaysia Injection Moulding Manufacturer and Plastic Injections Components Manufacturer, while two bloody, severed digits lay next to her. Yes, I’ve watched too many horror movies in my day. Luckily, this was not the case.
We met them at the rink, listened to the recount of what happened from the other parent, whom we trust completely with the care of our child, and escorted our daughter with her bandaged hand to the hospital. It wasn’t until the medical assistant unwrapped her hand, exposing fingers that looked like bits of hamburger, that I turned to my husband and mouthed “Oh, my God.”
To her credit, she remained calm throughout the initial examination, saying it really didn’t hurt at all, and even laughing at my husband’s jokes, and telling us how much fun she’d had before the accident. She added, “I hope this doesn’t mean I can’t go skating anymore.”
No, it wasn’t until the second examination, by the physician’s assistant, and upon hearing that she’d need stitches, that we thought we might have to peel her off the ceiling. We all hate needles,Husky Injection Mold Systems designs and manufactures a broad range of but this child has an irrational fear of them. The P.Smooth-On is your source for Mold Making and casting materials including silicone rubber and urethane rubber,A. explained that he was going to give her an injection to make her fingers go to sleep, followed with those famous, totally misleading words: “You’ll just feel a pinch.”
The tears started flowing. And then she started freaking.
She begged and pleaded through her shiny tears and running nose for us not to let him give her a shot, that there had to be another way. She cried openly, and I held her hand as he checked the syringe and began the injection.
Now, picture if you will, that famous scene from A Christmas Story, where Ralphie is helping his father change a tire on the side of the road. The bolts accidentally scatter and, just then, in slow motion, Ralphie reacts without thinking, with one single, stunning word.
In her extreme pain, our sweet baby girl opened her mouth, with tears streaming down her blotchy, red face, and mouthed, “$%#*&.” She didn’t say the whole word, but just enough for my husband and I to look at each other in shock, then at her, and ask, “What did you just say?”
Completely forgetting the needle at that point, she reacted immediately, apologizing over and over, crying harder and saying she would never use that word normally; it just slipped out.
Unlike Ralphie’s mother, I saw no point in asking her where she’d heard that word. She’s heard it everywhere – at school, at play, on television and even from relatives and friends, when they think the kids aren’t listening. Heck, I’ll admit she’s definitely heard it from me once or twice, when I’ve wrenched my back or stubbed my toe.
In fact, a few years ago when I was attacked by a swarm of wasps while mowing the front lawn, she heard practically every profanity known to mankind come out of my mouth.Omega Plastics are leading plastic injection moulding and injection mould tooling specialists. I’m not proud of it, and I certainly don’t encourage it, but it happens.
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