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The Kind of Excitement we Can do Without“Mummy, you’ve got blood on your face!”  

Sobbed Clara through her own blood and tears. 

It was truly the stuff of parental nightmares. I was settling F to sleep, and the girls were messing around in mine and Hubby’s room. I heard the scream. Not the one that says I want attention, the one that says COME TO ME NOW I’M IN TROUBLE.

I rushed in and the first thing I saw was the broken lamp on the bed. There was glass everywhere and the light bulb was smoking into the pillow. Then I saw my beautiful girl, her face was covered in blood à la Sissy Spacek in that scene in the movie Carrie

“Oh my word what has happened in here?” 

I went into shock mode, proving what I’ve always known: I am useless when it comes to blood. 

Fortunately my protective mother instincts kicked in about ten seconds later. I scooped up my littlest lady and took her into the bathroom to assess the damage. Thank goodness it wasn’t nearly as bad as it looked. Once I had cleaned up the blood she was left with just one cut at the very top of her forehead.

Don’t get me wrong, it was a nasty deep gash, and I knew it would need medical attention, but at least it wasn’t her eye. At least it wasn’t a cut that would scar her entire face. 

Disaster and Autism 

While I was tending to my wounded cub, and my toddler walked around dazed and confused, my high functioning autistic eldest girl got really cross and stormed off downstairs.

I’d committed the cardinal sin of losing control of my own emotions and she couldn’t handle it. She also thought that because I yelled when I asked what had happened I was blaming her for the incident.

Through the blood, tears and commotion, I also had to consider P’s feelings in all this. The last thing we needed was a meltdown, so I made it abundantly clear that I wasn’t blaming her, and it wasn’t her fault.

This appeased her until bedtime, when she cried herself to sleep because she was worried her sister was going to die. Once again it has reminded me that autistic kids don’t lack empathy, they just often don’t know how to show it at the time.   

I had warned the girls on numerous occasions about messing around on my bed. I had looked at that lamp just a few days previous and thought to myself that’s an accident waiting to happen. Self-flagellation won’t get me anywhere, but why had I not just replaced the damn thing for one less hazardous for crying out loud? 

Coulda, shoulda, woulda right?

A trip to A & E 

I called Hubby, who was almost home at that point. Then I called my lovely friend and neighbour, who offered to drive us to the hospital. Within half an hour I was packing the three of them off for an A & E ‘adventure’, while I stayed home with the eldest and youngest

Getting them to sleep took quite a while amid all the excitement and I needed a stiff drink afterwards. I did the sensible thing and opted for chamomile tea instead. It’s like a sedative for me and worked wonders at calming me down.  

They were home within three hours, with a neatly glued up head and much happier C in tow. We are absolutely privileged to have the NHS here in the UK for times like these. 

Massive thanks to Jane for not only taking them to the hospital but staying with them and bringing them home. You are amazing! 

Life goes on

In the midst of last Friday, and all the sadness going on in the world right now, this might not seem like a very significant incident.

It was for my little family though.

It was terrifying and upsetting and worrying. Those first thoughts that ran through my mind as I watched the blood trickle down my beautiful girl’s face were as dark as they get. 

I can’t tell you how grateful I am that the cut wasn’t too deep. That it was easily glued back together. That there wasn’t any glass left behind in her head. 

This was our first experience of an accident being so bad it warranted a trip to A & E. Let’s just hope they don’t become a regular occurrence. 

I don’t think my nerves could handle it! 

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18 Comments

  1. November 24, 2015 / 11:14 am

    Thanks so much for your kind words Rachel, really lovely of you to comment xx

  2. November 24, 2015 / 10:42 am

    Oh goodness! I think most of us have had to take small children to A&E at some point and yes, it’s easy to say “Coulda, wouda, shoulda”. We all have moments where we don’t react to things in quite the way we would hope. I’m so pleased that C’s cut wasn’t any worse. It’s a difficult situation to deal with at the best of times, trying to keep your cool for P’s sake wouldn’t have been easy and it sounds like you dealt with it as best as you could. x

  3. November 23, 2015 / 2:24 pm

    Bloody hell, you’re a better person than me- I would definitely have needed that stiff drink! Glad C was okay in the end. These things do happen so easily, and you shouldn’t beat yourself up over it. Whilst we don’t want them to happen, fairly minor accidents are good way of teaching little ones to be careful, and what not to mess around with- it’s that fine line though of minor injury vs serious accident that is the tricky bit! xx PS I’m not good with blood either!

  4. November 20, 2015 / 7:51 pm

    A small drama in the greater scheme of things but a big one in the context of any family. We had an incident with Isaac before his second birthday that required him to be hospitalised for a couple of days. Nothing dramatic in the greater scheme – and no blood involved either – but still alarming at the time and I remember it felt like our entire world had turned upside down, we were terrible parents etc etc – even though it was just one of those childhood accidents that toddlers will have unless you wrap them up in a protective bubble. Difficult for you with P, though, and the impact that your entirely understandable reaction had on her.

  5. November 20, 2015 / 7:41 pm

    Thanks my lovely, it was awful but almost a distant memory already xx

  6. November 20, 2015 / 6:22 pm

    Thankfully she’s healing up nicely now and already becoming a distant memory. Lets hope that it doesn’t happen again any time soon xx

  7. November 20, 2015 / 6:13 pm

    Oh my word, so much blood! It’s a shocker isn’t it!

  8. November 20, 2015 / 6:13 pm

    I think you’ve totally hit the nail on the head Suzanne! Fortunately three days on the cut is healing up very nicely xx

  9. November 20, 2015 / 9:14 am

    Wow Renee, how frightening for you all. Your eldest girl’s reaction reminded me very much of how my middle one reacts in these situations. I think they find it difficult sometimes to see mummy in a differing light – not coping or keeping a handle on things. Instead of offering sympathy or empathy, they panic and it becomes all about them. Not really what you need in these situations is it? Well done for getting on with it though and glad it turned out ok in the end.x

  10. November 19, 2015 / 6:51 pm

    Oh no that sounds really scary. Hope you’re a lot better today. The sight of blood on a little one is awful as well as A&E visits. Z once bled from his eye and I went straight into panic mode. Luckily it turned out he’d burst a small vein whilst running his eye. Which sounds kinda gory really!

  11. November 19, 2015 / 5:53 pm

    I was so sad for you all when I read this yesterday Reneé – I really hope Clara is feeling OK today and Polly knows for sure that you don’t blame her and there isn’t too much ptsd going on! The sight of blood is enough to put the best of us (non-medical people) in a tailspin and panic. What a lovely friend and neighbour you have to help you out like that. Hugs Xx

  12. November 19, 2015 / 11:16 am

    Oh darling, so sorry to read this, hoping she is feeling much better, what a shock. Much love x

  13. November 19, 2015 / 12:46 am

    Oh my goodness what an adventure! I am so glad to hear that it was not more serious. But serious enough just the same. It’s funny that as mothers we know the difference between the “they’re fine” cry and the “WTF!?” cry. Hope she heals fast and that your nerves have finally settled.

  14. November 19, 2015 / 12:16 am

    Poor C and poor you. I don’t think anyone could blame you for being fraught, what a shock. Hope you are all over it now, and the smoke as well as blood would have given me a heart attack, I think you handled it all very well, considering everything.

  15. November 18, 2015 / 11:13 pm

    Ah, sorry to hear you had this incident to deal with. I totally understand those reactions though – I’m pretty useless with blood myself, and both my girls are, but my autistic girl would need just as much coaxing through it at the time as the hurt NT one. The other way round, the NT one would be desperately upset, but I’d know she’d process it and get over it much quicker. Adds an extra challenge doesn’t it?! Anyhow glad to hear all ended well – I’d turn to sweet hot tea too, by the bucket load 🙂 xx

  16. November 18, 2015 / 10:39 pm

    I read this just after putting the children to bed and I had to go in and give them another kiss!
    You must’ve been so scared when you initially looked at the situation. We can all say ‘shoulda woulda coulda’ and it’s easy to say this in hindsight, but parenting is all about being in the moment – unfortunately things happen. But thank goodness the injury wasn’t too deep.
    They say events like these only make us stronger; and reassured that whatever happens our maternal instincts kick in, even if it means we need a strong(er) drink later.
    My boy had an asthma attack which saw us ferried to hospital in an ambulance; dealing with that, your emotions and those of the little ones around you is just something you do instinctively. It’s scary but it sounds like you deal with it amazingly well. But yes, let’s hope it really doesn’t happen again

  17. November 18, 2015 / 10:09 pm

    I can imagine that would be really scary! So glad C is ok! Well done for coping and avoiding further meltdowns. xx

  18. November 18, 2015 / 4:39 pm

    Oh Renee, I feel for you its just awful when one of your little ones has an accident. Daniel tumbled down the entire flight of stairs a few weeks ago and I couldn’t stop shaking and crying (he was fine fortunately enough, although I don’t know how as it was a huge fall and there’s a dent in the wall from his head!). I’m so glad the injury wasn’t too bad in the end and it sounds like you handled it brilliantly xx

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