It’s over.
It’s Monday morning as I write this. Ciárán’s head injury happened late Saturday afternoon.
We had put an adhesive bandage on his head in the hopes that it would help to prevent the wound from opening up overnight. It appears to have worked. It was a small wound in the first place, thankfully.
Sunday morning he woke up, and in good spirits. Actually, the big deal is that he woke up. Sure, I know he didn’t lose consciousness or have blurry vision, but head injuries are scary. And unpredictable at times.
As it turns out, there is a clinic here, but it wasn’t open at the time of the injury. Thankfully we didn’t need it. It appears the closes emergency room is about 30 minutes away. Again, thankfully we didn’t need it.
Was I overreacting? Probably. Rather that than have something serious happen and not do anything about it.