On Saturday Sean was at his first Valentines Friend party when I got a call saying that he cut his eye and that he was bleeding a lot and that I needed to come get him. So I frantically scooped up Bri and ran out the door. When I got the the house the friend's mom told me that the bleeding had slowed down and that it happened when Sean was playing duck, duck, goose and hit his head on some furniture. Sean was still playing with all his friends and really didn't think anything of this huge cut above his left eye. In fact, they said that he didn't cry, or for that matter miss one step in his game when it happened- such a brave boy. The cut didn't look that bad, but I needed a second opinion so I took the kids to Greg who was at work.
When we got to the firehouse Greg took a look at it and said that it definitely needed a trip to the ER, so I packed up the kids again. Luckily my wonderful new friend here watched Bri while I took Sean to the ER. It was already late and I really didn't want to sit in an ER waiting room with my wounded little boy so I dropped the "My husbands a Firefighter" card. They got us right in and took great care of us. Sean walked away with 10 stitches above his left eye. He was so brave, through anesthesia, wound cleaning, and stitches he didn't even really cry. Now 6 days later Greg had to remove the stitches. Sean's eye looks good. It is still a little red and bruised but I'm sure it will heal just fine.