Mothers/Nurses HELP

[DVS]

Nope. But if high pain tolerance makes you manly, he is. When he was 18 mo old he burned his hand while we were camping. Since he didn't cry I figured he hadn't touched the burner like it looked, and that he'd just gotten close. The next day his hand was blistered almost twice it's size. I took him into the drs, and their were two spots where he had third degree burns. He didn't cry once.

Manly, I tell 'ya. Just down right manly.

 

[graceanne]

Manly, I tell 'ya. Just down right manly.

He gets it from me.

 

[DVS]

He gets it from me.

Hairy chest too?

 

[graceanne]

Hairy chest too?

He's two, he doesn't have any hair on his chest.

Men.

 

[Purple Sage]

How do I keep my son from playing with his stitches!

Have you tried one of those plastic cones you get from the vet?

 

[graceanne]

Have you tried one of those plastic cones you get from the vet?

ROFLMAO Oh, I wanna get one just so I can get a picture of him in it. hehehe

 

[brioche]

Nope. But if high pain tolerance makes you manly, he is. When he was 18 mo old he burned his hand while we were camping. Since he didn't cry I figured he hadn't touched the burner like it looked, and that he'd just gotten close. The next day his hand was blistered almost twice it's size. I took him into the drs, and their were two spots where he had third degree burns. He didn't cry once.

Now see, if it burns you badly enough you don't hurt. This is just proof of that old wives tale.
My Dad was chopping firewood at the cottage his work rented when we were younger and it went into his thumb right through the nail. He went to the doctor's to get it fixed because it was too far from a hospital and they made conversation. When they found out he worked with someone who had a cottage there- let's call him D, the nurses started gushing about him and his important job. My Dad never had the heart to tell them he was D's boss.
That was always weird - my mum hated it, and I got so bored I went around with him and helped him. They were catching fish in a net, and I would wrap them in foil and write the date, what it was, and what lake we were on, then toss them in dry ice. I went on strike one year because they ran out of dry ice and they tossed in this frog. I put the label on the bag for that one, because the frog was still alive, and every time I opened the cooler to put in something else it jumped again. Eeew. And I refused to walk around in the water barefoot to find more leeches - they sucked at pulling them off.
Anyway, back to Grace's son.
Did he only have three stitches total or does he have three out of five now?
And for the most part stiches are to avoid scarring, aren't they? I don't think it really matters if his foot has a scar on it. Just wait until you're a grandma and can embarrass him telling everyone about how he got it.

 

[graceanne]

Now see, if it burns you badly enough you don't hurt. This is just proof of that old wives tale.
My Dad was chopping firewood at the cottage his work rented when we were younger and it went into his thumb right through the nail. He went to the doctor's to get it fixed because it was too far from a hospital and they made conversation. When they found out he worked with someone who had a cottage there- let's call him D, the nurses started gushing about him and his important job. My Dad never had the heart to tell them he was D's boss.
That was always weird - my mum hated it, and I got so bored I went around with him and helped him. They were catching fish in a net, and I would wrap them in foil and write the date, what it was, and what lake we were on, then toss them in dry ice. I went on strike one year because they ran out of dry ice and they tossed in this frog. I put the label on the bag for that one, because the frog was still alive, and every time I opened the cooler to put in something else it jumped again. Eeew. And I refused to walk around in the water barefoot to find more leeches - they sucked at pulling them off.
Anyway, back to Grace's son.
Did he only have three stitches total or does he have three out of five now?
And for the most part stiches are to avoid scarring, aren't they? I don't think it really matters if his foot has a scar on it. Just wait until you're a grandma and can embarrass him telling everyone about how he got it.

Actually the nurse practioner I told once about that said that third degree burns don't hurt, cause they kill all the nerves. But it wasn't just third degree, it was two small parts of third degree surrounded by second.

And he had three stitches, now he has two. I'm thinking of having my uncle take out the stitches so the dr's don't know that he ripped out the other two.