Max's Trip to the ER

In 13 years of raising kids, I had only been to the ER once (when Emily was 3 months old for RSV)...until Max decided he needed a visit as well.

We were at the Sharek's house having a great day (actually it was our anniversary and we had plans for a night away) when max came up from the basement screaming.  Somehow he had gotten his fingers stuck in the plastic housing at the back of a treadmill while the treadmill was running.  The tread was grinding away at 2 of his fingers when Abby thankfully pulled the plug.  Luke came in from outside, freed his fingers to allow Max to come find us.  At first I thought I was looking at his bone, but thankfully it was his tendons and there was no permanent damage done.

Bob took him to the local ER where he was told to take him to Childrens in Pittsburgh.  After waiting quite some time and a round of antibiotics and some pain meds they wanted to admit him until the hand surgeon would be in on Monday.  Thankfully Bob has some surgical skill so he asked if he could clean the wound himself and after doing so they were on their merry way.  There was no skin left on his fingers (it had been burned away by the tread), so there was nothing left to stitch...only an open wound on 2 of his fingers.

They were about 2 miles from Grandma and Pappy's house when Max's stomach decided it couldn't handle the pain meds and he threw up all over the back seat of Jeremy's car.  It was pouring down rain outside, but Bob managed to clean most of it up with the gauze they had gotten from the hospital.

The saddest part of the whole ordeal though was that the kids were supposed to be spending the week with Grandma and Pappy, but poor Max had to come home with us back to Danville to be seen by Steve, one of Max's best buddies who happens to be an orthopedic surgeon.

Steve said no further surgery was needed but we only had to keep the would clean, medicated, and wrapped.

We had a special week, just Max and Mommy and Daddy.  We went to the movies, went for ice cream, and had some dinner dates with Daddy.  Max was such a trooper.

He faithfully kept his hand elevated just like the doctors to him to.

And it make his day when Grandma and Pappy sent a big bucket of goodies!