Long weekend and an ER trip

On Friday after Big Cubby got out of school, we headed to southern Illinois to visit my in-laws and to go to SIU homecoming. The trip started out bad we were stuck on 294 for two hours crawling along. We didn't get to SI until 8pm. Earlier that day we bought a portable DVD player with two screens for the boys and that was a lifesaver.

Saturday Hubby and I left the boys with my in-laws and headed to SIU to catch the parade and hangout at the tailgate party before the game. We couldn't get tickets to the game so we walked around campus and headed out for lunch at a local bar. It was really fun. We stocked up on SIU gear.

Saturday night my brother-in-law and sister-in-law came over for dinner at my in-laws. We were in the living room and Hubby and Big Cubby were down the hall. Hubby was checking email because he had to reply to something for work. Well, Big Cubby scared my in-laws dog while he was sleeping and he turned around and bit Big Cubby on the head. We heard this horrifying scream and ran down to see Hubby holding a scared Big Cubby and his forehead with a tooth mark on it. This dog is the most laid back and loving dog. The two things he doesn't like is being snuck up on and bothered while eating. Two things we have been telling Big Cubby all the time. We head outside to get some air because Little Cubby was concerned and Big Cubby wanted away from the dog. We walk up to this park and Hubby yells to me to come over to him and hurry. He says put on a brave face.

I get over to where he is and he shows me a small gash on Big Cubby's head. The dog grabbed a hold of his head and Big Cubby hit and kicked him off. So there was more to his wounds. I almost lost it. I told him I think we should go to the ER. Hubby didn't think so but agreed to ask his Dad about hit. They take off to the house while I tell my BIL and SIL what is going on and could they watch Little Cubby. I was crying by then because I knew my MIL would be really upset and think it was her fault which it totally wasn't. I get myself together and head to the house. By then my FIL says we should take BC to the ER. My MIL comes out and sees and almost falls over and starts crying. I run to grab BIL and SIL because FIL wanted to go with us but did not want to leave her alone.

We head to the ER and there is only one other person in waiting. We sign in and wait and wait. Finally he gets called and after 4 hours in the ER good news was he did not need stitches and they cleaned out the would, gave us a prescrib of pencillin and orders to clean it three times a day for 5 days. Well, the wound was all ready healing by the time we left on Monday. He is fine and still likes the dog though he knows to bother him.

Scary moment for all of us. My MIL felt horrible but BC told her that he loved her and that made her feel better. He knew it was his fault and he should not have done that to the dog. He felt bad.

So there is our adventure of the weekend.