And Down He Goes......

On Saturday, my mom and I took all my kids to Richfield to watch my niece Mikenzee play volleyball.  Daxton was running around as usual and fell on the stairs of the bleachers and sliced his forehead open about an inch long.

I didn't see it happen, I was changing Brody's diaper up where we were sitting and a cheerleader from the other team came up and told me that my little boy just fell and split his head open and that some lady (my mom) took him out.  I told Kenna to stay with Bronse and I took Brody and ran to the bathroom.  Luckily, Shane was walking in at that very moment, so I handed  him Brody and went into the bathroom where my mom had Dax.  His little head was bleeding so bad, and as soon as I saw it I knew we needed to get him to the hospital.  Shane and I took him while my mom stayed with the babies.


Here we are waiting for the doctor.....



They came in and changed his bandage and put some numbing stuff on it...... 

 And then we had to wrap him in a sheet and it took 4 of us to hold him down...so awful!  He got 3 internal stitches and 5 external.

The stitches didn't last long though.  After church on Sunday he kept grabbing at them and saying "pull out", and we told him he couldn't pull them out or he'd have to go back to the doctors.  The next morning we noticed he only had one stitch left, he had pulled the rest out in bed.  We asked him what happened to his stitches and was so proud to tell us "pull out".  Hopefully steri stripes can hold it together now!!