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Entry tags:
- chores,
- embroidery,
- er,
- injuries,
- p-
Emergency spoons for emergencies
Yesterday was a marathon! The morning started with a crash; the lid of one
of the stacking Costco boxes had failed and tumbled a mess of projects and
the heavy-duty sewing machine to the floor. No damage apparent though, so
just alarming.
I did the laundry and hung it out on the line, and we went to the farmers
market and got blueberries, peaches, zucchini, parsley, cucumber, tomato,
mesclun, eggplant, a wee breadling, and a pork chop. I also ran across the
street and stocked up on corn chips, gf animal crackers, and shelled
soybeans. It was pretty hot at the market, so I de-sweated with an
electrolyte drink (I’ve been using nuun tablets, the triple berry flavor is
great) while P rinsed off and hung out under the fan.
(CN:blood) Another crash thump. No radar response. I go upstairs. P is
stumbling around with his hand clamped to his head and blood everywhere. He
apparently tried to get up, slipped on the towel he was lying on, and fell
off the bed...flailed about in an attempt to avoid faceplanting the
nightstand, and hit the nightstand anyway. I made him sit, got some wet
rags for pressure on the head wound, turned off the stove under the rice.
Cleaned and bandaged his toe. Cleaned a scrape behind his ear, but the cut
on the lobe needs more pressure. He’s still pretty woozy, so we get him
back into bed while I go for water. The water helps, and the ear looks like
it might be okay, until he goes to press on it again and then it’s very
extremely not okay and it’s clear he needs stitches. I prescribe fifteen
minutes of pressure, which was SOP back when I was still winding up in the
hospital occasionally for nosebleeds, plus it will clear the adrenaline out
of his system and we can better see whether he’s got a concussion or is
safe to drive. I do some research, and while the new urgent care in (is
Browns Hill Road still Greenfield? I guess) bizarrely doesn’t take UPMC,
stitches for non-life-threatening wounds is indeed an urgent care thing. By
then P is lucid and started to feel pain again, which is a good sign. He
feels okay to drive, so I slap a butterfly on the ear just to keep it shut
in transit. Halfway to Shadyside he starts to feel a little nauseated, but
his vision is fine so it’s probably stress plus the heat and not having
eaten. Urgent care takes a second look at his toe, approves, and replaces
the bandage. The ear... they’re not comfortable doing the stitches on the
ear, something to do with anaesthetic. They send us to the ER across the
street (so it’s good we didn’t end up at the greenfield one after all). We
see an RNP, a doctor, and an attending, they’re all more worried about
concussion than I am, but ultimately don’t send him for a CT because he has
no other symptoms. He gets numbed up, they put in five tidy stitches (he
was lucky and the cartilage was fine, which is probably what urgent care
was actually worried about), and we go home.
Only three hours, but it felt like longer. Also, hospitals are still
cold. I should try and remember to bring a sweater next time. Also also,
we’re gonna move the bed so the nightstand can rotate and not be so much in
the way.
Despite ominous clouds, wind, and flash-flood warnings while we were gone,
the rain missed our house, so the laundry on the line was totally fine. 👍🏻
Early dinner, crossword, embroidery.
of the stacking Costco boxes had failed and tumbled a mess of projects and
the heavy-duty sewing machine to the floor. No damage apparent though, so
just alarming.
I did the laundry and hung it out on the line, and we went to the farmers
market and got blueberries, peaches, zucchini, parsley, cucumber, tomato,
mesclun, eggplant, a wee breadling, and a pork chop. I also ran across the
street and stocked up on corn chips, gf animal crackers, and shelled
soybeans. It was pretty hot at the market, so I de-sweated with an
electrolyte drink (I’ve been using nuun tablets, the triple berry flavor is
great) while P rinsed off and hung out under the fan.
(CN:blood) Another crash thump. No radar response. I go upstairs. P is
stumbling around with his hand clamped to his head and blood everywhere. He
apparently tried to get up, slipped on the towel he was lying on, and fell
off the bed...flailed about in an attempt to avoid faceplanting the
nightstand, and hit the nightstand anyway. I made him sit, got some wet
rags for pressure on the head wound, turned off the stove under the rice.
Cleaned and bandaged his toe. Cleaned a scrape behind his ear, but the cut
on the lobe needs more pressure. He’s still pretty woozy, so we get him
back into bed while I go for water. The water helps, and the ear looks like
it might be okay, until he goes to press on it again and then it’s very
extremely not okay and it’s clear he needs stitches. I prescribe fifteen
minutes of pressure, which was SOP back when I was still winding up in the
hospital occasionally for nosebleeds, plus it will clear the adrenaline out
of his system and we can better see whether he’s got a concussion or is
safe to drive. I do some research, and while the new urgent care in (is
Browns Hill Road still Greenfield? I guess) bizarrely doesn’t take UPMC,
stitches for non-life-threatening wounds is indeed an urgent care thing. By
then P is lucid and started to feel pain again, which is a good sign. He
feels okay to drive, so I slap a butterfly on the ear just to keep it shut
in transit. Halfway to Shadyside he starts to feel a little nauseated, but
his vision is fine so it’s probably stress plus the heat and not having
eaten. Urgent care takes a second look at his toe, approves, and replaces
the bandage. The ear... they’re not comfortable doing the stitches on the
ear, something to do with anaesthetic. They send us to the ER across the
street (so it’s good we didn’t end up at the greenfield one after all). We
see an RNP, a doctor, and an attending, they’re all more worried about
concussion than I am, but ultimately don’t send him for a CT because he has
no other symptoms. He gets numbed up, they put in five tidy stitches (he
was lucky and the cartilage was fine, which is probably what urgent care
was actually worried about), and we go home.
Only three hours, but it felt like longer. Also, hospitals are still
cold. I should try and remember to bring a sweater next time. Also also,
we’re gonna move the bed so the nightstand can rotate and not be so much in
the way.
Despite ominous clouds, wind, and flash-flood warnings while we were gone,
the rain missed our house, so the laundry on the line was totally fine. 👍🏻
Early dinner, crossword, embroidery.