Lincoln almost made it to three before having a hospital visit for a broken bone or stitches. Unfortunately we ended up in Intermountain Hospital - Children's Urgent Care on October 2nd for Lincoln to receive six stitches in his chin. The poor little guy was enjoying a fun filled evening with his cousins in Draper, Utah (following Papa's funeral - more to come on that later) when he fell off a picnic table bench and landed chin first of the back cement patio. I instantly knew we were going for stitches. Luckily Logan was in bed so grandma Tutu just had to listened for him while Rick and I were off to the hospital. Lincoln was such a trooper! He cried for a little while (as expected...it was a pretty big gash) and by the time we got in the car he had stopped crying. His chin bled the entire time until we arrived at the hospital. We were the only ones in the waiting room (it was about 8:15 pm) and the staff that assisted us were fantastic. Lincoln watched the movie Cars while we waited on the bed and as the nurse cleaned the cut and administered a numbing cream. He even fell asleep for a few minutes while they stitched him up. He didn't squirm or resist them at all. He was excited to receive an orange popsicle and a Spiderman sticker when he was done. We were in and out of the hospital in a little over an hour.
The chin is not an easy place for a 2 year old to keep and band-aid on. Lincoln has done remarkably well and we got his stitches out today!
He was in quite a bit of pain but held really still for the nurse.
After they got the numbing cream on him he was feeling pretty good. He sat up to watch his movie and to talk with us.
By the end of the night he was so tired. It had already been a long day and then to add the trauma of this injury on top of it wiped him out. He clung to this little train from the Clayton's house (where we were staying) and he didn't want us to take it from him until the doctor came in.
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Makes my stomach turn to see the poor little guy with such a deep wound.
Awww my poor little Lincoln. He was so brave. I know he's a boy and they are supposed to have battle wounds but I hate to see a scar on his precious little face. These pictures are graphic, but they definitely tell the story of that night. I'm so glad he's got his stitches out finally! He's officially a boy now and not a baby anymore I guess. Miss you guys!!
I feel so bad for little Lincoln, and after such a long day too. So sorry that happened. He's sure a trooper!
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