Everything happens for the first time, so my daughter and for the first time two weeks ago came across a trauma emergency room.
How it all began
We often go somewhere with a daughter and my friends – these are exhibitions, museums, and cafes. That evening, we with my girlfriend and her daughter decided to rest in the middle of the week, especially since there was a reason – the girlfriend finally got a divorce;) On the way, we met another friend of ours with her son and decided to go to the cafe.
We were not the first time in this institution, especially since it has a children’s room with entertainment for children, which is very convenient for parents. Children usually order their own food (tea and pancakes), draw, watch cartoons, play, etc.
At that time we were at a distance of about five meters from the entrance to it. The door is usually open, so that children are constantly under our supervision.
Of course, three violent four-year-olds are rather difficult to sit in the same room, despite the entertainment. Periodically, a noisy crowd ran up to our table and ran back. In one of these raids on the way back, the daughter ran pretty quickly, turned around at the boy, and when she turned her head forward again, there was already no place to run – a table suddenly appeared on her way.
All this happened before my eyes. Seeing the blood, the first thing I thought that my daughter broke a lip. We ran to the toilet to wash, I looked into her mouth and realized that the matter, alas, was not in the lip. The picture was terrible, among the huge amount of blood two teeth were loose, and one was hammered deep into the gum.
From blood and fright daughter vomited, we washed as much as possible, got dressed and ran out of the institution. In the next building there was a private dental clinic, the doctor took us right away, made an x-ray, on which a picture appeared more or less clearly – the roots of two teeth were broken, one tooth was hammered into the gum. Verdict – remove under general anesthesia.
The doctor sent us to the children’s traumatologic maxillofacial department, because she was afraid to have the child undergo an operation under general anesthesia (before that, the daughter had not encountered him).
I somehow did not immediately think that it was possible to take a free ride on the ambulance carriage, so I called a taxi, stopped by my mom, and we went to the hospital. The clock was already about 9 o’clock in the evening.
In the emergency room, my daughter was examined, and the X-ray, which I had previously printed out, came in handy, the diagnosis was confirmed. After specifying how long she had eaten her daughter, the doctor ordered not to eat or drink anything (you might think the baby had the desire to do it) and ordered the surgery at 10:30.
The time flew by unnoticed – as long as they filed a medical history, talked with the anesthesiologist, and acquired the necessary medications for the operation. We were given a ward, which had two beds, a table and a bathroom. By the way, we did not have any changeable clothes and shoes.
By this time, her daughter had calmed down a bit, except for occasionally sobbing and covering her mouth with a napkin. Then we carried the baby into the operating room, on the threshold the doctor took her, promising that there would be cartoons now. Then we heard the daughter cry, then there were about 15 minutes of silence.
All night, my mother and I took turns on duty at the daughter’s bed. It is good that the operation was performed in the evening – without waking up after anesthesia, the daughter immediately went to sleep at night and woke up only at 9 am.
The first thing she looked under the pillow in search of money that she had to leave a tooth fairy instead of teeth. Having found the money, she was very happy. She said that I didn’t really need these teeth and enthusiastically began to count the money.
There were three blue sutures on the upper gum, there was no blood, there was no pain either. In order to diversify our stay, we went out into the corridor for a walk, passed a blood test. After we went to tea in the dining room, the daughter wanted to eat, but refused to eat porridge, we had to be content only with bread (by the way, as it turned out, my grandmother and I were not allowed to eat, because this is the children’s department).
Waiting for the doctor, we drank tea, ate bread crumbs, which the daughter carefully chewed with side teeth. Towards noon, the doctor examined the daughter and said that he would write us out after dinner. I had no desire to stay in the hospital, food and clothes, too, so I wrote a receipt and at one o’clock we were already at home.
After dinner, we returned to normal. Gymnastics that day, of course, we missed, kindergarten too. The seams practically did not prevent the daughter from drinking or eating. According to her, there was no pain, three upper teeth too.
A few days later I went to the hospital for discharge. The doctor said we got off lightly. After all, if the table was a corner, a different angle or force of impact, then everything could have ended much more seriously – from a fracture of the jaw to damage on the face.
The rudiments of molars are not affected, and we are now looking forward to them. My daughter tells everyone that a tooth fairy has flown to her, she wants to go to a cafe again and is behaving just as actively, which makes my heart beat faster.
This is the story that happened to us. Did your children have injuries?