Bible study and the ER

     Last Wednesday I posted on my Facebook staus "I love Wednesdays". I still do but maybe just not this one.   
      Bible study went well. I got a close parking space, Carter didn't cry when I took him to his class, Alton made it through the entire morning without me and Natalie was content as well. A perfect morning... Until Carter's caught his finger in a heavy, metal, self-closing door. Whoever thought self-closing doors was a good idea didn't have children.
   What a nightmare! I don't know how I held it together with all the blood and his screams of pain.  The sight of his mangled finger was horrible. It makes me sick just thinking about it. When I pulled it out of the door I knew we would be making a trip to the ER. I had Natalie in my arms so I started calling "help" and my dear friend Nicole happened to be coming out of the children's center just then and took Natalie. I wrapped Natalie's receiving blanket around Carter's hand to stop the blood that was literally shooting out of his nearly severed fingertip. All of a sudden there were several lady's around helping me and taking my children, calling my mom and husband, and driving us to the hospital. Dear friends and strangers (who are now dear friends as well). What would I have done if these precious people had not been around to help us.
    God was watching out for us. Starting that morning when I got my close parking spot. He knew I would need to get to my car quickly.
   I was able to get a hold of Lewis on the short ride to the hospital and he arrived with 30 minutes. Alton went with Nicole and Mom came and took over Natalie who had to come to the hospital with me since I am still nursing her. What a wild ride!
    We got into a bed immediately and soon saw a doctor. They brought Carter a blue bear that he named "jack". He gave the nurse a huge smile when she brought it to him and it hasn't left his side since.
   The x-rays showed a small fracture that they felt would not be a problem and sedated him to clean and stitch the finger. I had warned him that it was nearly severed which he confirmed after Carter was out. He referred us to a hand surgeon which we will see early next week.
    Carter's comment to Lewis when he arrived was, "I don't think I can be a farmer anymore, Dad". Daddy reassured him that he thought he could. :)
    Carter was amazing! I'm so proud of my sweet little boy.

Carter had such a forlorn look so I thought I would snap a picture of how pathetic he looked but when he saw the camara he gave me a big Carter smile. This was the temporary bandage triage put on for him.

Carter coming back to awareness with his new buddy, Jack. Auntie Angie had also brought his blankies and doggie that he loves to sleep with.

Natalie getting some snuggle time with Daddy

Home. Yay!

Tired after a BIG day!