Well, I learnt something tonight. Well actually I learned several things.
One is that when the time comes to panic, I stay calm, I think clearly and get things done. I also learned that when it comes to my children, the sight of their blood makes me weak at the knees.
During my 27 years on this planet I have seen some gruesome things. Mainly through my time as a Special Constable with the English Police Force. I never had a problem with injuries, or dead bodies or even the post mortem that I attended. However, my daughter got her fingers trapped in the living room door this evening, and her third and fourth finger, from the first knuckle upwards were almost cut clean off.
We got her to the hospital – which is what lead me to learn Lesson 1 – but standing there, while the doctors where stitching the wound, I looked at her injuries and went weak at the knees. The room began to spin, he felt boiling hot and before I knew it I was being pulled against the wall and told to sit with my head between my legs.
I think I was more surprised than anybody at my reaction, but I guess when it comes to your own children all bets are off.
Luckily she is got stitched up by the great doctors at the ER and is home with a heavily bandaged hand and the order to keep her marinated in Paracetamol. Those were the exact words of her doctor, which proves to show that even Doctors can have a sense of humor.
She is now sleeping on the sofa, and as a friend of mine pointed out, she will probably get over it all quicker than I or my wife will.
Yet, through it all, it was my other two sons that I remained concerned for. They were there when it happened, they saw the injury and heard my wife calling her mother to arrange babysitting for them, and hear her say what had happened. My eldest son is old enough to understand and was distraught and my three-year old has autism and while he does not always understand what goes on, it was clear that he knew in this instance. He stood still and quiet. Totally unlike him, especially when things get busy around him.
Thankfully they are fine, we talked to them, and they fell asleep calm and relaxed.
I have no idea what to expect tomorrow, but we have the pain killers at the ready, and more than enough hugs and kisses to help them all.