On the mend

Ka-da-boo is having a rough week. When Eric picked him up last night from daycare, Sandra said that he didn't eat a single thing, and didn't even want to go outside and play. That is SO unlike him! As soon as he got home he ended up getting sick, poor fella. Today he was back to his normal self. He actually ate 3 meals, we got to play outside, and we also had to make a trip back to Children's for a check-up. The nurse thought his hand was healing really well, and that we could keep the bandage off it. She said we didn't have to come back, but to call if we had any questions or concerns. When I put him back in the car he kept saying, "My bandage gone! My bandage gone!" I asked him if he wanted some ice cream as a special treat for being such a trooper and he replied with an enthusiastic "SURE!" So we headed to Sheridans. He definitely inherited my sweet tooth and quickly devoured a hot fudge sundae, and even ate some of my concrete! I hate that it was under these circumstances, but I really enjoyed some alone time with my sweet little man. Unfortunately, he started picking at the skin when we got home, and his hand started bleeding again, so the bandage had to go back on. I think I'll keep it on for a few more days until the skin comes together more, and hopefully he won't have something to pull off!