My week in review..

You ever had one of those weeksn when you sit there and say... wow... what a shocker... i'm glad every week is not like this!?

Well.. that was this week for me.. and i was thinking it on monday night!

My gorgeous little boy (not so little anymore) decided that he wanted to help with dinner like he always likes to try and do.. (i think he will be a chef).. anyway, Matt, Kiera and i were having thai green curry chicken and neither Jamie or Miranda wanted that so they opted for Baked beans on toast... an easy dinner.. right!?
Well... poor Jamie still has not had them.. I remembered that i had forgotten to find their baby books with all their vaccination records which i needed for them to start their new school so i told him to wait and i would be back in a tick... anyway, since he had opened a million cans before monday he decided to continue in the preperation of his dinner, only for shrills and screams to follow quickly after.
He called out saying that he had cut his finger, i said something that i will NEVER say again. "is it hanging off? if not.. give me a second and i will be in!" Words said that i now wish i could retract... for the shrills got louder when he discovered that infact, it was rather... hanging!

While he was opening the can with one of those stupid pull rings the lid would not come away from the can so he pulled harder, his finger slipped from the ring and slid down the entire side of the cans lid, severing his first finger at the first joint on the tin. Well... all i can say is im so glad that blood is not an issue with me (vomit, well that is what daddies are for!)... cause there was lots of it! Thank god for cloth nappies is all i can say... we grabbed a handful of those from thethe linen cupboard and made a tornequet around his hand with one before binding him up in them and rushing off to the hospital.

He was seen by a nurse almost instantly, i think moreso because he was slowly starting to bleed onto their floor... she put a pressure bandage on... told us to wait and we would be seen by a doctor soon... 4 hours past and we finally got in to see a doctor... (it was the same for the poor man sitting not too far away with his finger on ice in a bowl)... there was no sence of urgency at the hospital, that is for sure.. anyway... he checked it (at midnight) and said he has cut through tendons... (duh, now that could possibly be the reason his finger is hanging, idiot!)... he will need to see a plastic surgeon... (i swear, this guy is a rocket scientist)... though, unfortunately, we dont have a childrens ward, or plastic surgeons here at this hospital... you will need to go to Western in the morning since there will be no one that can treat him now.. i'll call now and let the hospital know to expect you first thing in the morning.

Well..thats last time i take a doctors advice... when we appeared at Western on tuesday morning no one knew anything about Jamie... and to top things off, we were sent to the wrong "western"... while their were plastics there, they did not deal with children.. that was the other western hopsital.. though, when called, they didnt know anything either.. so the nursing staff in ER called plastics down, who we saw in about 5 mins of being in the hopsital, had something better put on his finger to help save it and had xrays done. Geremy, the plastic surgeon that we met told us that it was noncensce that we had to wait til the morning to come across.. he said that plastics are on call 24 hours and that Jamie would have been operated on almost immediately.. We were then told that the childrens ward were waiting at Sunshine (the other western hospital) for us and that we would now be transfered over there... We could not have asked for better service or people to be looking after Jamie than what we got at these last two hospitals.

He was taken into surgery late afternoon on Monday and underwent microsurgery to repair the damage done to his tendons and bloodvessels that were all severed to the bone. There was some concern that he had also damaged the joint as well so ortho was on stand by, though thankfully that was found not to be the case... Because of how and where the tendons were cut he has a wire down through the tip of his finger and running down into his hand along the tendon to aid in its healing.
Its a long recovery and not free of lots of risks..and atleast one more surgery is scheduled. .. though we are hoping for the best and taking it easy... we just have to pray now for no infection or rejection over the next 6 weeks...

While... all i can say through out this ordeal is what a brave little man i have... he didnt make a fuss, didn't complain about the severe pain that he was in nor act upon the fear that i could see in his eyes when the operation was discussed with us.. a true little champion... who i've always been proud of, though now see in entirely a different light.

what a week... and now its thursday, im well and truely thankful that its almost over!

(i'll pull the pic off my phone and add it at a later date... i swear, when he was getting hooked up to a drip and such, he didn't look like a little boy with a finger hanging off, thats for sure!)