when brock came upstairs this morning, as i was finishing my yoga, and told me that he had put a nail through his finger with his nail gun, i thought he was joking.....he does that, frequently. it looked like he was holding a nail behind his hand, and faking. i was wrong.
we have three hospitals in our "area" to choose from, none very close. they are 20, 25, and 30 minutes away. we haven't been to any yet, and didn't know where to go. after prayer i felt that we should go over the river, 25 minutes away, but although i knew of that hospital, i didn't know exactly where it was. so on our way out of town, we stopped at our good friends', who gave us directions, and offered to take gracie, and take our other two littles after school. it was an early out day. neither brock or i were thinking completely clearly, and so she was a tremendous help.
we were blessed by being guided to the right hospital. they had an orthopedic surgeon on staff, and a great surgical center. the x-rays weren't clear on whether the bones had been damaged. but the surgery showed that, thankfully, they weren't. and there seems to be no nerve damage. there was some damage to the tendons on two of the fingers (i thought only one finger was involved until we were almost at the hospital, which trip only took me 15 mintues, instead of the required 25), but the prognosis for healing looks good.
we are grateful.
i think this is my first really unlucky happening on a friday the 13th, but it can be argued that it was also a lucky day, because the damage to brock's hand could have been so much worse. he handled it, and still is handling it amazingly well. they thought he had no pain at the hospital, because he was so calm. i had to correct them on that mistaken idea. brock was afraid that he might lose his hand (his right, and dominant hand) but i had no idea he was so worried. when all was said and done we were only at the hosptial for 6 hours, which is remarkable to me. and although i hate hospitals, surgery, etc, we were very well cared for and had a positive experience. he had surgery under general anesthesia, recovered, and was home for dinner.
at times like this, one feels surpemely grateful for modern medicine.