We got to a local walk in clinic and the doctor on duty explained
that glue would not work and it would have to be stitched. Her suggestion was to take him to the
hospital and see a plastic surgeon due to where it was on his face and how it
was cut. She was concerned about the
size and place of the scar ... after the brief guilt trip from the doctor. I kindly explained that we did not have the
financial resources or health insurance and I was okay with a little scar. Don’t get me wrong I would rather him stay
perfect, but he is a boy, its life and it could be a lot worse. She agreed to stitch it and I think she did a
pretty good job. It took every nurse and
family member (me, daddy and grandma) there to hold him down once he heard he
was getting stitches. He panicked
(apparently typical of his age) and it made it very challenging to get it numb.
Once it was numb he calmed down some during the actual stitches. As promised as soon as he was done I
took him back to the marina where grandpa picked him up and he was still able
to go fishing.
He ended up catching a couple small trout. It was a catch and release tournament so they
took pictures to the “weigh in” and after party. Rayne came in second (of the two kids that
participated) and won a hat, a free bowling certificate and a trophy (grandma
had made or his first tournament).
Everyone made him feel very brave and special for continuing to fish
even after his ordeal. He ended up
having a very good day and he and grandpa are already planning on their next tournament. Let’s just hope the next one is not quite so
stressful and expensive.
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