Showing posts with label booboo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label booboo. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Stitches update

Andrew took this picture of us tonight. Notice Jonathan is holding something in each hand!


Well, the stitches did not come out last Friday. I didn't really expect them too, but I was hoping. But the good news is that they came out today! The doctor said his hand looked great and didn't give me any follow-up instructions and sent us home. So, now we are attempting to get back to "normal."

Jonathan is still not using his hand too much, but I think that will come back pretty quickly. He has noticed the bandage is gone and keeps touching the inside of his hand. I'm sure the skin feels tight and funny. Actually I try not to think about it because it give me the shivers. I would not make a good nurse/doctor!

Sadly, I thought he would immediately go back to his thumb at bedtime tonight. But no luck. I don't know if the habit has been broken or if he just doesn't realize that his thumb is his again. Time will tell. The real test will be around 4-5 am, his usual wake-up fussy time. I really miss sleeping through the night! So here's hoping we get back to that soon!

Thursday, March 12, 2009

One hand and still busy

Our little brave walker.

the booboo


On the move, again.


Here's Jonathan crawling up the stairs, and stopping to make sure that I'm going to chase him. One of his favorite games to play.


Jonathan has adjusted quite well to life with one working hand. It only slightly slowed him down on Monday. He created some sort of gorilla-type crawl, but then abandoned that and took off walking. He has been walking constantly and falls and gets right back up. And his hand apparently doesn't hurt anymore because he uses it to push up off the floor and yesterday I caught him crawling on it. Gives me shivers to watch him!

And this morning when I got him out of bed, I noticed little white pieces of gauze lying around. Apparently, he is getting tired of not being able to suck his thumb and decided to take matters into his own hands, so to speak. He somehow managed to pull the gauze pad out from under the tape and part of his stitches were exposed. I don't even dare think about the fact that he might have been pulling at the stitches too! ~more shivers~

So, we are hoping the doctor will take the stitches out tomorrow, but I'm not holding my breath. It's barely been five days, and so I'm guessing Monday or Tuesday is more likely! But at least it's not slowing him down or changing his behavior. Except for sleep. Oh, how I miss that little sucking thumb that helped him self-soothe. I really don't function well when I am woken at 4 or 5 am by a sad little baby. But this too shall pass.