This is Not Lipstick

Jane was jumping on our bed, even though I'd just asked her to stop, and this happened...

She hit her head on the corner of my nightstand and made a 1/2" cut on the back of her head. She screamed and I ran to help her and she just cried so hard so I knew something was really wrong. I held her and told her to point where it was hurting and then I dug around in her hair and found a big gash. It was bleeding a bit, but not as much as I thought head wounds bled. I told her to lay down and hold a rag on it while I tried to figure out where to go for help. I told her that we had to go to the doctor to help her feel better and she stopped crying and said she was feeling better and didn't need to go to the doctor. Poor baby.

She didn't cry again until they were working on her cut in the ER. 

I cried over the phone trying to find someone to come watch Lucy (she was sleeping) while we ran to the ER. Our sweet friend/ neighbor Kuei came over to watch Lucy and I ran off to the ER. Scott had just finished one of his final exams, so he took the bus from school and made it to us just as the scary stuff began. They numbed her head with a shot and then irrigated it and put 2 staples in it. She only cried, I think, because as they held her head down it was kind of smushing her face. Otherwise, she was fine as soon as they were done and wanted to play. From minutes after her injury until bed time tonight, I seriously had to make her take it easy. She was running around, jumping and playing like nothing had happened. She never really complained about any pain (except for immediately after the injury). She is one tough little lady. I am so impressed by her courage and positive attitude. (She kept asking me if I was okay, since I was the one crying the most!)

Jane is a little sweet heart. My baby has staples in her head! Eeesh.

This is after it all. She is so tough.