And So, Monday Follows Sunday

So, Sunday was a little rough but it was only the warm up for Monday.  Cue Bangles song now.  Monday started at 3am with a crying Charlotte.  Usually that lasts for 10 minutes max.  This time she cried intermittently for about 3 hours.  When I write 3 hours it makes it seem like I am callous -- who let's their child wail for 3 hours??  It wasn't quite like that.  Some whining, then quiet.  Some wailing, then quiet.  I'd fall asleep then wake then fall asleep again.  The point being, everyone woke up at 5:45am in an AWESOME mood.  They must be teething right?

So, midway through the morning feed Chris scratches her leg, and doesn't feel much, but soon discovers she is bleeding profusely.  Turns out her endearing "red freckles" are not freckles.  Not to get too medical but those 3 2 tiny spots are vascularized, which makes it really hard to get them to stop bleeding.  I asked the Googler and they suggested medical intervention.  Clearly they did not realize she had experiments and had to get to work!  As an aside, what did people do before they could google "red freckle bleeding" and find out how to handle it?  I just don't know.

So, everyone goes to work.  Some of us in suits, some of us in tourniquets.  About 3 hours, several boxes of bandaids, and few pairs of pants later she called me at work.  I picked her up and we went to urgent care.

The whole thing felt a little dramatic, but one of those unwritten rules of a working environment is not to bleed all over the place.  Good news is we learned we could fix her up at home or in the lab.  In jest, the doc told us that we could dab the spot with a little silver nitrate (no problem - they have that at lab!) or some cocaine.  The Doc did qualify the cocaine comment by saying "if you have some around".  Sensing we were in the joking mood, I almost responded "like I'd waste my blow on that(!)", but wasn't sure that was appropriate with an MD I'd known less than 10 minutes.

If you don't have cocaine, there is also Afrin.  Apparently both restrict blood flow.  You learn something new everyday.  Given that the clinic also had free snacks and coffee I think we'll probably just head back there next time.  In case you were wondering, they used silver nitrate.
Being the sympathetic wife I am, I made Chris take a picture in the ridiculous shorts they gave her to wear.  Nice with the cardigan, no?