Hailey had her one week checkup this morning at the Texas Childrens Hospital. BTW - I think they are fabulous! Well her appointment was scheduled for 10:20. I left the house at 9:15 to give myself plenty of time because it is ALWAYS crazy down in the medical district. We pull into the parking garage around 9:55. Excellent! Well, after checking all 4 floors, there isn't a spot in sight. There are about 15 cars circling the lot waiting to park. You have to be KIDDING me! Well, we finally see someone leaving, and I wait for about 5 minutes, holding up all the cars behind me, but we got a spot! We get up to the 8th floor and we are only 5 minutes late! Not too bad! Hailey and Carson had tons of fun in the waiting room. They made some new friends and were sad when we got called back into the room.
A last year student/intern comes in first and asks a bunch of questions and looks at her head. Then Dr. Bree comes in. She is really great. For the most part everything looks great. Hailey sutures are getting a little crusty, so that means MORE vasaline...which Hailey hates. But oh well, we schedule the appointment for next weeks suture removal and we are outta there! We ride the elevator down to the parking, pay the parking fee, and walk out to the car.
And then....
Hailey decides to throw a serious tantrum as I'm putting her in the car. She smashes her head against the car. I pick her up because she is screaming to try and calm her. I have blood on my coat and hands. I look at her head and there is blood where her stitches are. I freak out. I grab Carson and we RUN back up to the 8th floor. I'm bawling by the time I get there thinking crap they are going to have to do more stitches, and etc. etc. Of course they let me right back in and go grab the doctor. We get the blood to stop (it had pretty much stopped by now anyways though) and the doctor checks everything out. She tells me to stay for about 5-10 minutes and they'll check her again to make sure the lump isn't getting any bigger. It was huge. I paced with Hailey and we read a few books. The doc came back and said everything should be okay. So I gather everything back up, and reinsert my parking ticket to pay for the additional time, and get the kids buckeled in the car. We get home and unloaded at 1:30.
Boy oh boy, I can't wait for next weeks appointment.