Today is Daddy Hughes’ birthday, yay. With Roran doing his first full day at school and Willem due to go nursery for the day we made plans. Just having Persephonie with us meant we could go out for brunch and it be a bit more relaxed than if we had the boys, after school we could then all go out for a nice meal as a family. However, things did not go to plan.
Willem has been unwell all weekend with his chest, then last night his temperature spiked. We managed to get it under control and with some cuddles he went back to my bed where he spent the night. For a change everyone slept in, until past 7am! Over breakfast we decided that Willem wasn’t right so we would keep him off for the day, we could take him brunch or have a nice one at home. The new plan was made, but it didn’t happen either.
Rob took Roran to school, whilst, thanks to Paw Patrol, I grabbed a quick shower. When Rob got back he made us both a cup of tea, and as usual placed mine in the window sill. As if in slow motion the next thing I saw was Perspehonie, climbing the sofa grabbing my cup and tipping over. Most of the hot freshly made tea landed on Willem. Who burst into tears.
I immediately grabbed him to get him in the shower, taking off his top as that was what he was most worried about. In he went and I could see his chest was red. He cried as I attempted to hold him under the cold running water. I knew this would be a hospital job,
his arm was red and in his struggle I could already see a blister. I told Rob we had to go minor injuries and we got sorted, and out the door. He cried as I tightened his car seat but it needed doing
The doctors and nurses were really nice and helpful. Upon seeing the burn the first the triage nurse ask was if she could given him some paracetamol for the pain, I hadn’t even thought about that. He wasn’t keen to take it but she helped me calm him and waited until he was ready. We had to wait about an hour after triage before we saw the nurse, so snack were brought to keep him happy and a quick feed help Persphonie doze off.
The treatment nurse was again really calm and helpful, she could see that he was shy and unsure but had lots of tricks to getting him involved. She explained what she was going to do and left the room to get some dressing and so that I could talk to him myself about what was going to happen. When she came back Willem was a superstar as she put dressing and bandages on his arm, his chest was fine. The nurse talked to him the whole time and Willem loved that he could see an ambulance outside, which was the main discussion. I also mentioned that he had been unwell at the weekend so t
he nurse offered to check him over and after a quick ears, throat and chest check she gave him some antibiotics for a chest infection.
For being so brave Willem got a little blue teddy, which he isn’t too fussed about. As we missed brunch we treated him to a cookie at our favourite coffee shop, which he was very pleased about. We even sat in. We now just have to get a bandage change every few days, and convince him to take his antibiotics and pain relief.