School "Paige? This is J's school. Everything is o.k. except J is going to have pretty bad black eye."
School "Except he has this split open a spot above his eye and he is going to need stitches"
Me (palms sweating, feeling dizzy, panic setting in)"K. I have issues with blood, can you take him to the ER?"
School "Legally we can't"
Me "Let me find someone to help me, and I am on my way"
School "That's fine,he is loving the attention and is not even crying"
So I call everyone I know, and finally I am able to get dear friend J to help. (My fear is that I would faint while driving, and NO I cannot get over it!!)
So we get to the Dr. and it is time for the liquid stitches. All is going relatively well until Dr. says to let him up. Oops! The liquid stitches drips into his eye and he is really screaming. And I am really crying.
They got his eye partially open, but not all the way. So for the next week or so, we are stuck.
Below photo courtesy of the stitches he got this time LAST year. (On the other eye)