Saturday night, Gary was talking and I thought I heard a child screaming. I shushed him and we all heard it. My mom, who was visiting, and I both jumped up and ran outside. There, we found Xavier bleeding quite profusely.
I took one look at that finger and started to take off my shirt. Then, I realized that there were three little boys standing around and asked Gary for his shirt.
We put gauze and an ice pack around it to help slow the bleeding and headed to the ER. There was no doubt in my mind that he was going to need stitches.
Apparently, he had hit a stick with the front wheel of his bike, then with the back wheel of his bike; at which point, he lost control of his bike. This bike flipped, and he ended up wrapped around it.
We were very lucky that the ER was virtually empty. We arrived at about 10, and were home by 11. Xavier received 7 stitches in his pinky finger. Watching the doctor pull his skin out and down was quite interesting. I had been trying to figure out why his skin was so puffy. It wasn't. It was just bunched up.
Xavier has abrasions and bruises all down his right side, including on his head, shoulder, elbow, knee, and toes.
I am just glad he was wearing a helmet. I know there are a lot of parents that don't bother to make their kids wear helmets. Mine always wear helmets. In fact, Gabriel alienated a lot of the neighborhood kids right after we moved here by telling them, "You're stupid to not wear a helmet."
But, just look at that helmet. If he hadn't been wearing his helmet, we probably would be dealing with a lot worse than abrasions, bruises, and stitches in a finger. I'm guessing we'd probably be dealing with stitches in the head, and perhaps a concussion. Make your kids wear helmets, parents. Some day, you may be thankful you did.