I guess it’s the sign of a great vacation that I haven’t taken any time to blog since we arrived. Technically I was putting together a post on my phone from Chicago, but then Camille slashed her scalp open and all was forgotten after that. Don’t worry, she’s fine. I had her sitting on the counter as I was putting my purse and wallet together and she stood up into one of the lights that hang over the kitchen island. Glass everywhere, the smell of burning hair, baby screaming, and blood gushing. All that I dreamed my vacation would be.
Fortunately it turned out that there was only one big piece of glass embedded pretty deeply that I was able to pull out with my fingers. Since it was the really thin glass from a halogen bulb it was a thin, clean cut and I was able to get the bleeding stopped quickly. Then I rinsed the other particles out of her hair and Josh found a few extra ones with the tweezers. Like the good parents we are we opted not to take her to the ER because
1) The bleeding had stopped, the wound was clean and closed, and when Josh pushed on the wound a bunch she didn’t even flinch (meaning no leftover shards of glass trapped inside).
2) She had already calmed down. If she thought the guy trimming her bangs was traumatizing, I can only imagine what she would to to the ER doc who would pull open and irrigate her wound.
3) Who wants to waste a vacation day at the ER if it’s not absolutely necessary?
