Around 1:30pm today, I got a call from Arlington's school nurse saying she had a minor accident on the playground. Arlington, being super dramatic, was crying so hard that the nurse said she had a "good set of lungs". Yeah. That's our girl!
Anyway - she had tripped over herself on the blacktop near the playground and hurt her finger. And when I said hurt it - she tore off most of the skin on the top including the nail.
I will pause while you cringe.
I am sure it hurt very, very badly. And she does not like the sight of blood. At all. How she is related to me, I have no idea. So she kind of freaked out and refused to let anyone touch it at first. It was bleeding a lot, before the nurse got to her, and I don't think the teachers helped by telling Arlington her finger was "gushing blood". I am sure that is when she lost it.
They called the nurse out of her meeting and calmed Arlington down. Then they called me, and then I talked with Arlington. She was calm, but not wanting to stay at school because it was hurting. And she was traumatized. So - Mat went and got her.
If Arlington goes into the medical field, I will be surprised. When I went to take the bandaid off tonight, she wouldn't look at it and started to cry immediately. She wanted it covered right back up. But hey - I have been a nurse for 14 years - blood and guts is my life. I had to stare at it and really check it out. It was kind of fascinating how she managed to do this by just falling down. And I wanted to make sure it was clean. She wouldn't let me touch it, but I did manage to put new antibiotic ointment on it, make sure it wasn't bleeding any more, and re-bandage before she became hysterical.
Oh, and I took a picture.
First - here is a picture of Arlington being dramatic - I had her turn on the full effect for the camera because otherwise, you wouldn't believe that she actually looked like this when I was just looking at her bandaid.