SS5 split his head open. First group ER visit. I don't know how to feel.
Sometimes I feel like my life is a movie because some of this stuff is just unbelievable. This feels like it's never ending.
Yesterday, BF told BM basically what you all suggested in my last blog entry. Barely a couple hours later, we come home with SS5, and not even 3 minutes after we walk in the door I hear him scream bloody murder. I ran over and SS5 somehow split open his forehead on the corner of a cusioned ottoman. I didn't see what he did, I have a feeling he was jumping on the couch. BF immediately said he's going to need stitches and we have to take him to the ER. The gash was so big it looked like a hole... poor kid was screaming bloody murder and blood was everywhere, all down his face. I whiped it down and put a butterfly bandaid on it to close it and it helped with the blood a lot.
BF told BM about it and said she was on her way. SS5 was really scared and hates hospitals since he's gone so much. Not because he has any chronic illness, it seems to just be his luck. So anything they did to him he would scream at the top of his lungs, push and kick. When they took the butterfly bandaid off he screamed, when they put a new adhesive with numbing ointment he screamed, when they took the adhesive off he screamed. I was hugging and consoling him the whole time before BM arrived. When BM walked in, I of course stepped away so she could console him. She completely ignored me and would only talk to BF. I spoke to her normally and told her what I saw happen. It was cordial and fine after that and we seemed to get along ok. I did my best to make sure it was as least awkwared as possible. Looking back, BF kind of ignored me when she was there and did act afraid.
It turned out they wouldn't need to do stitches and would be using glue. They said they may have to put restraints on him for everyone's safety, but BF and BM said they could just hold him down. God it was such a nightmare. As they were drying the wound, which was numbed, his screams made my ears crack while he tried flailing and BF and BM held him down at the same time and the doctor and nurse were both trying to get him to chill out. I was standing aside just watching and it overwhelmed me so much. I felt like I was going to pass out at one point, I kept feeling like I needed to cry but did my best not to so I didn't freak SS5 out more. It lasted about 15-20 minutes but it felt like an eternity.
Afterward, even though it was BF's day, he told SS5 he can go home with BM if he wanted. Whatever would make him feel better. Then SS5 stood in front of us and did the whole eenie meenie miney moe thing to us. He ended up wanting to go with his mom. BM was holding SS5's hand as we were leaving and BF went to hold SS5's other hand as I walked behind. My first thought is I shouldn't take any of this personally. We all went through a lot and making it about me would just be selfish. But I also couldn't help feeling stung.
SS5 left with BM, and on our way home BF remembered he had SS's antibiotics and backpack. He called her and the whole coordination made it look like email only was unreasonable. I feel like in a matter of hours the attempts at maintaining this boundary has been thwarted by SS just jacking himself up all the DAMN time. I might sound heartless... I'm venting but I do care.
I don't know how to feel about all this. I don't know what's too much and what I'm not being reasonable with. I don't even know how to have an arguement for email only anymore.