[cringe]
Yes, and since I was 20 feet away, I still have the image of an awful lot of blood gushing from Zachary's forehead and running down both of his hands as he held them over his face.
[cringe]
Poor Luke, I'm pretty sure he was just as upset as Zachary. He's such a sweet boy and to see Zachary's face covered in blood was probably very traumatic. Both boys were crying as I called Todd to come home so I could take Zachary to the ER.
The good news is that Zachary did not have a concussion. At the ER, the question of the day was "Was it a real golf club?" to which I answered "Yes, very much. A real golf club, kids' size. And a legitimate golf swing."
Zachary was SUCH a trooper at the ER. He couldn't have been better. I am so proud of him. He handled the x-rays great and after I explained "stitches" to him, he told me he was ready for them to "cut & sew" so he could get his Popsicle.
The doctor did 3 stitches inside the gash (quite deep) and 5 stitches on the outside. Zachary talked about Panda, counted to 100 by tens a few times and even reminisced a bit to help distract himself from the "cutting & sewing." I could not believe how well he handled that. I, on the other hand, not so well...it was just a bit too deep for my comfort.
Tonight when we were getting ready for bed, I said, "I'm sorry you had such a tough day buddy." He said, "It was a good day, Mommy. I had fun with Luke and I got that cookie after dinner. And the hospital was really cool with all that stuff and that fun bed."
I'm so glad that's his take on today. The things I learn from him.