Been reading Making Light
Jul. 14th, 2008 01:29 pmThere's a new post about trauma of squishy bits, and folks have been reacting in various ways.
It reminded me of the times I've had to deal with medical issues not related to animals. Well, I suppose I should think of our son as "not an animal" despite his lack of cleaning ability.
Anyway, he's been naturally a source of medical and trauma issues throughout his life. Highlights include the time he broke his arm when he jumped for a bar and missed, thereby landing on the ground with his hands out front, and then following this initial injury with a slip fall at school in which he -- once again -- stuck his hand out to stop his fall. That's the one that sealed it, really, as it wasn't exactly broken until then. I had palpated it right away, and it was sore but not broken. The second palpation was far more sensitive, so I told Honey to take him for radiographs. (In fact, the pediatrician didn't believe it was broken but humored her request and was surprised by the results..). He wore a cast for about 5 weeks.
Then there was the summer when he had a bruise on his shin, and couldn't keep it from getting whacked, kicked, or scuffed, so it turned into an ulcerating lump. He could not keep a bandaid on (he never does), so I ended up bandaging him with BioDres and elastic wrap. Healed up without a scar, it did.
I've had to dig out splinters from the middle of the nail bed. That required the use of topical anesthetic, and a great deal of patience. At least he was cooperative, unlike the time he stuck an eraser into his nose. I was completely unable to treat him that time, and we ended up at the pediatrician's office, where she used an alligator forceps to extract it.
I'm sure there'll be more. I can hardly wait.
It reminded me of the times I've had to deal with medical issues not related to animals. Well, I suppose I should think of our son as "not an animal" despite his lack of cleaning ability.
Anyway, he's been naturally a source of medical and trauma issues throughout his life. Highlights include the time he broke his arm when he jumped for a bar and missed, thereby landing on the ground with his hands out front, and then following this initial injury with a slip fall at school in which he -- once again -- stuck his hand out to stop his fall. That's the one that sealed it, really, as it wasn't exactly broken until then. I had palpated it right away, and it was sore but not broken. The second palpation was far more sensitive, so I told Honey to take him for radiographs. (In fact, the pediatrician didn't believe it was broken but humored her request and was surprised by the results..). He wore a cast for about 5 weeks.
Then there was the summer when he had a bruise on his shin, and couldn't keep it from getting whacked, kicked, or scuffed, so it turned into an ulcerating lump. He could not keep a bandaid on (he never does), so I ended up bandaging him with BioDres and elastic wrap. Healed up without a scar, it did.
I've had to dig out splinters from the middle of the nail bed. That required the use of topical anesthetic, and a great deal of patience. At least he was cooperative, unlike the time he stuck an eraser into his nose. I was completely unable to treat him that time, and we ended up at the pediatrician's office, where she used an alligator forceps to extract it.
I'm sure there'll be more. I can hardly wait.