Frankie got this gash when he fell and hit his head on the edge of an open baby gate. It's not huge, but it was deep enough that I couldn't tell how deep it went. I didn't actually see the fall. I just heard it and came around the corner to see a gaping hole in Frankie's forehead. I resisted the urge to call 911 and he was running around laughing within 3 minutes. Once he (and I) calmed down, I searched the area for what could have cut him, realized it was the baby gate, and was assured that it wasn't a nail or something that could have gone in extremely deep.
After Charlie's $1000 ER visit to glue shut a cut that probably would have healed OK with a band-aid, I couldn't decide whether to bring Frankie in for this one. Fortunately, my brother is a doctor so I sent a picture to see what he thought. He said bring him in for a stitch or two, so it was off to the Urgent Care with all 3 boys. We lucked out with a very short wait, and no need for stitches. The older boys were a big help and Frankie smiled through the whole appointment.
The glue was definitely a good idea though. It wasn't closing up as quickly as Charlie's had, and being on his forehead, he might prefer not to have a scar. Although, you never know with boys - maybe he would have loved it.
Having two rushes to the hospital for cuts in the last 6 weeks, I'm hoping the old "bad things come in threes" theory doesn't come true here. Twice is enough.
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