There’s a perk to working at a community hospital. There’s an even bigger perk with working with your doctor. Better yet, when your doctor is also your kid’s doctor.
Today, on our way to Trader Joe’s, I stopped at the hospital to get Mae some Vaseline gauze for her burns. They looked worse today than yesterday, but that was because the one blister opened up. Standing at the nurses station, one of the doctors looked over and said, “You should bring her to her doctor. With it being that big and her being that little, it’s just best to be safe.”
I then mentioned who her doctor is and the charge nurse said, “She just left the floor. Check over on 5A.”
And there she was.
She took a look, gave me the same advice that my favorite nurse practitioner gave and said to keep an eye out for infection. She wished Mae well and ensured me that I was on the right path and that she’s glad I didn’t overly freak out over it. Accidents happen.
Maelie hasn’t complained of pain since last night. She let me wash it and put on the bacitracin cream on it and apply the Vaseline gauze. Seriously a trooper.
But looking at that awful little belly just made my heart ache.
And while I usually don’t share photos of my kids’ injuries, I’m hoping this may help someone else whose kid is going through the same thing.
It’ll heal in a few weeks and I won’t know for the next year if it’ll scar or not. This is just such an awful memory and I’m praying she manages to avoid infection.
So please, any thoughts or prayers would be greatly appreciated.