Julian needed a dressing change on Wednesday, but the nurse's clinic was booked. We went on Thursday. I medicated Julian with paracetamol and ibuprofen. We get in the room and as soon as the nurse (who washed her hands!) started to touch it, Julian freaked out. I started peeling the dressing away and kept asking her if it was ok. She said yes and I continued. Then I asked if I could dress it and she said she wasn't that experienced with finger dressings on kids, so sure. I did most of the dressing and J didn't flinch. He would scream "no" in her face if he noticed, but Dan kept him pretty occupied with Curious George playing on the ipad.
She gave us dressing supplies for me to do it at home. I just did it and he didn't flinch. He hasn't had any pain medicine today and hasn't complained about pain. I think that's the hardest part, trying to get a 2 year old to tell you if it hurts.
It wasn't scheduled, but I called the fracture clinic because that is where the orthopedic surgeon who saw Julian works. We're schedule with him on Friday, but I it seems as everything is healing well. I am wondering what we do without these big padded bandages that are protecting the fingers. He's crazy and falls down all the time. Maybe I'll have to get a thick mitten or bubble wrap him :-)
Thank you for praying for us. I have let go of the guilt that creeps up and have felt well and Julian is doing great!
A side note: Miles' plunket (well child care) nurse told me she did the same with her kid in another town in a hotel. They air cared him back to Dunedin to have surgery. He has a missing portion and she said the guilt haunted her forever and she still gets flashes, but she said she has to let it go.
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