We spent yesterday morning at a resort pool. Some friends were in town, and leaving that day so we decided to hang out for the morning at their place. It was really nice. We had some friends over for dinenr last night. Work colleagues. It was great, they showed up at 5:00 and took off at 9. The kicker was how we had to ask them to leave. At 9, our kids are getting kinda antsy and in their defense, we have kinda neglected them cause we are chatting all evening. So I go upstairs and put the magic school bus on so they can cool down and watch some tv before bed. Anyways. I come down and scoop up thomas and call big D over, and we head upstairs. All’s great till 3 steps from the top, and I trip.
We all come tumbling hard onto the marble stairs. Thomas gets a nice bruise on his back, but calms down pretty easily with some snuggles. It’s Daniel that took the hardest hit. He cracked his head on the edge of a stair and I watched his head bounce off the edge. He seemed ok at first, then the pain set in. He started crying and I noticed his fingers were wet with blood, He had opened up a 10 mm by 5 mm hole right in the center of the back of his head…
It’s gross how much blood head wounds spill. We applied pressure, and debated taking him to the hospital for stitches. In the end, we decided against it, He was calming down, it was late and the blood had stopped. The wound was also clean. He really seemed ok and he really wasn’t interested in the visit to the hospital. We fired advil and tylenol into him.
He slept with us last night, and we woke him up in the night a few times, asked him how he was feeling, everything seemed ok. Besides, chicks dig scars.
This morning we had another pool party arranged, and we went to that. Daniel and Thomas loved splashing around in the pool, hanging with friends and playing. It was great to see that even with a hole in his head, he is still a kid, laughing and playing. I am worried for him, but he’s ok.
We take off from there, stop off at subway for a foot long sub split 4 ways and as a treat(cause dad is still feeling bad), grab a dozen krispy kreme doghuts. I hit up the LCBO and are heading home when whammo. We are rear-ended. A little mazda has just slammed into the back of us. We were at a round about, and were stopped, I had seen this guy driving kinda erratically behind me before, and he had passengers getting in and out of the car. So the driving is crazy here… No one was hurt, and we do get to see how the machine that is law enforcement in Doha operates.
I called 999(no 911 here) and in about 8 minutes, we had a patrol officer here. He took my information(the other driver had forgotten his licence today) and we made arrangements to meet up at he station at 7 pm. It’s now 3:30, so I’ll have to let you know how the rest of this experience goes.
Again, we are all safe, it’s just been a pretty smashup- bang up weekend.
