I saw a lot of blood. A little boy holding his index finger as tightly as he could. A worried face.
Ggers what happened?
I don't know?
Upon closer inspection there was teeth marks around the area and no skin/flesh to his finger nail. So again I asked about what happened.
I don't know.
Did someone bite you?
No.
Did you get it caught in something?
No.
Do you remember what you were doing when it happened?
Yes.
What was that?
I don't know.
Come on let's call the doctor.
So after calling and explaining and looking, they decided that really is not much that can or could be done. We just need to make sure that it stays clean and if it looks infected...take him in right away.
So...Ggers ready to tell me what happened?
I don't know.
Sweetie you know what happened...I think the worst thing that could happen...has kind of already happened...to your finger, I just want to know.
I bit it.
Why?
Because I was hungry.
So you wanted to know how your finger tasted?
No!
I don't understand...you were hungry so you bit your finger?
No.
?
I was hungry and thinking and it just happened.
You know what? What happened not really that important...what is is that we just keep our fingers away from our mouth in the future. Deal?
I don't know.
I give up.
I think that he is going to be fine...he's a tough boy, I kinda just hope that he doesn't try to bite a little more off the next time...accidentally or on purpose.
Is it sad that it reminds me a bit of the Shel Silverstein poem about the monster that lives in your nose?
- Warning
- by Shel Silverstein
- Inside everybody's nose
There lives a sharp-toothed snail.So if you stick your finger in,
He may bite off your nail.
Stick it farther up inside,
And he may bite your ring off.
Stick it all the way, and he
May bite the whole darn thing off.
No comments:
Post a Comment