Our amazingly wonderful Gracie Girl
turned SEVEN yesterday!
The morning started well, as she opened the gift she has been begging for.
We met our homeschool group at the park and then picked up her friend to go to the Explorium. That is when disaster struck!
At the Children’s Museum, there is a station where the kids can get a full size horse ready to ride. They can put on the saddle and everything else that is involved. Grace was moving the stirrups with the metal part hit her and John both in their heads. Since they were both crying, I pulled them both close to me and rubbed the backs of the heads.
Then I saw a lot of blood dripping down from Grace’s head. I removed her hands from her forehead and they were covered in blood!
I yelled for papertowels and told David to watch the other (five) children. I ran with Grace to the front desk, where I was given some medical supplies and an entire roll of papertowels.
I was finally able to look at the wound.
There was a dent/cut on her forehead just below her hairline.
It was gushing blood.
At this point, I headed back into the museum, while holding the towels on her head, looking for the other children. A family had helped David gather everyone up and put the baby back into his stroller.
Then we went to the bathroom and cleaned ourselves off.
Grace and I both had blood covering our entire hands and dripping down our arms. It was disgusting.
The bleeding had slowed down and I was able to just put a bandaid on her head. I asked her if she was ok to play, and she said she was. So, we went back into the museum. Thankfully, it is a very calm place to be, so she just moved around slowly.
Unfortunately, she bent over and the blood started gushing again. At that point, I decided we had to leave. I brought the kids home and then took Grace to the Urgent Treatment Center near our home.
The doctor was able to close the wound with steristrips, but there is a chance they might open up. Grace must keep her head elevated at all times, and she isn’t allowed to move around too much or bend over.
She said this was “the worst birthday ever!”
So I told her that she can have a redo when she is feeling better.