Another Whack to the Head. Michelle called me up Saturday afternoon and said in a none-too-enthusiastic voice, “I’ll give you two guesses where I am.” I missed my first two guesses, but when she hinted that we had just spent some time there in December, my heart sank and I knew she was at the emergency room. She said it was Holly this time, but she quickly assured me that it wasn’t nearly as bad an injury this time. Her hope was that instead of stitches, the wound could be closed with glue.
It turns out Holly had been hit in the head with a putter. She was at a birthday party at a miniature golf course, and apparently one of the girls attempted a non-minigolf style tee-off, swinging her putter like a golf club. Holly got hit pretty much in the middle of her forehead, and luckily it really wasn’t as bad as Andrew’s horrific wound. After triage and a several-hour wait at the emergency room, it was determined that glue could indeed be used instead of stitches. Strangely, they said to leave the bandage on until it fell off. Now I thought that a wound should be allowed to “breath” some, so leaving the bandage on seemed odd. And I don’t know if that was really a contributing factor or not, but unfortunately, by the time she went back to see the doctor a few days later, the wound had become infected. That is likely to make the scarring worse than it might otherwise have been. We’ll just have to wait and see.
And for all you morbidly curious folks who want to see pictures: Sorry. There’s really nothing to see since there’s always been a bandage on it when she’s been around a camera. The original wound wasn’t spectacular enough that a plastic surgeon would want it for his “memories” book like Andrew’s was. You can see in the boomerang shot above exactly where and how large the injury is, but what you’re really seeing is the bandage.
<Insert Child Protective Services joke here.>
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