A Visit from EMS

We had the pleasure of lighting up our neighborhood streets last night with a Fire Truck and Ambulance! We were the talk of three sweet neighbors huddled together in worry, knowing something must have happen to one of the kids.

That little Fulton…
He was wandering along happy as a clam after dinner when he tripped and hit the coffee table. Adam knew it was bad. He thought Fulton had hit his eye. And Fulton was CRYING! Suddenly Adam sees that Fulton’s sweet little mouth is full of blood and the blood flow is not stopping. Since Adam said he hit his eye and blood was coming out of his mouth, we’re both thinking the worst. And oblivious (until about 5 minutes ago) of any urgent care facilities in the area, our knee jerk reaction was call 9-1-1. And call I did. Of course after I got off the phone with EMS on the way, Fulton is no longer crying and we’re feeling just a wee bit sheepish that we may have overreacted.

The kind EMS guys come in…Fire Truck lighting up the WHOLE neighborhood. Fulton refusing to open his mouth, we finally pried it open. He busted that little piece of skin inside his mouth above his two front teeth connecting his gums to his upper lip. Bleeding stopped. Ambulance shows up a couple of minutes later. Fulton’s fine…more annoyed that people want to look in his mouth than anything else. The fire man give Fulton some stickers that he’s not all that interested in. He’d rather eat them than stick them anywhere.

I take Fulton outside to get some air. I see my sweet neighbors across the street and wave them over so as not to cause scandal or gossip. I explain the situation and our overreaction. Sweet as can be they all offer any kind of help in the future if anything happens and we need to run one of the kids to the doctor. One of them cameback later and even gave us all her contact information. Not quite the way I wanted to get to know the neighbors better, but it’ll work.

Lesson 1…if he’s not unconscious and he stops crying, he’s ok. Lesson 2…find all the urgent care facilities in our area so we don’t call 9-1-1 again. Lesson 3…taking a first aid class might not be a bad idea.