It started out like any ordinary night. It was about 9pm and the kids and I were sitting on the floor of the camper trailer, so excited because Rory's class at St Marys had written to him, and we were replying to their email on the laptop. Rory was walking around the computer thinking of his replies when he tripped on the computer cords and went flying head first into the opened kitchen of the trailer that had a metal lip of about 1cm. The next I heard was a massive cry and I looked up and saw blood pouring down Rory's face and a giant gash about 5cm in length and about 1cm deep in his forehead above his left eye. It wasn't pretty... Emshia amazingly kept very level headed and calm and I took Rory outside while Emshia ran out to find Mark. We tried to control the bleeding and Mark grabbed the first aid kit out of the car. We put steri strips (like paper stitches that hold the wound together) on the wound and gauze pads to control the bleeding. Rory had stopped crying by this time, he was so brave, and Emshia had grabbed his toys and was distracting him like a professional. A fellow camper ran to the caretaker of the campsite to get a phone number for medical help, and when he returned Mark spent 18 minutes trying to find a number for local Jurien Bay medical help. The answering machine at Jurien gave him the number of Western Australia 'Health Direct', and the lady on the other end (probably in Perth) had no idea of any nearby centres and told Mark to get on his computer to the 'Whereis.com" website!!! Poor Mark was at his wits end and I found in the list of numbers from the caretaker, the local police number so I called them and was greeted by a lovely officer who told us to get in the car and meet him at the police station in Jurien Bay and he would organise the rest. In the car we went, and about 10 minutes later here was the local copper and his co-worker waiting by their police car for us. We pulled into the driveway of the station, and he told us to follow him to the medical centre where he had the nurse waiting to assess Rory's wound. In Marks excitement he backed out, not realising there was a median strip in the middle of the road...up and over we went...in full view of the local law enforcement...was funny in retrospect...
Into the Health Centre we went, and were greeted by the lovely nurse on duty. She had a look and immediately called the local doctor. He was a Nigerian fellow, with a lovely deep voice and had a beautiful way of dealing with Rory. I dont think Rory actually understood a word he said but he was lovely all the same. And brave Rory lay there and had a big dose of local anaesthetic injected into his forehead and wound and 6 stitches later he was as good as new, apart from a dressing and a big bandage around his head!
When we got back, we tucked Rory into bed and after a dose of Panadol he slept like a log and had no complaints since! Such a brave little guy!
PS. Joey his puppet kangaroo also had a fall and needed a bandage around his head, check out our photos!
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