Saturday evening, we are all just about to settle down and watch Avatar (2-D), when...
...my boy is curled up screaming--SCREAMING--and there are drops of blood here and there!
My girl poked a glow-stick--a glow-stick!--into the boy's ear. Seriously, child? Seriously? What in the world prompted you? Wha-? What? Why?
This could mean a perforated ear drum! No, no, no, no, no, please, please, please, please: No. It's almost summer break! Junior Lifeguards, the pool, the beach, surfing... All that could be off the list. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, please, please, please: No.
Very, very, very, very fortunately, a preliminary look by the ER doctor tells us that most likely no: No perforated eardrum. *exhale* The ear drum looks to be just scratched. An ear-nose-throat specialist will have to see the kid on Monday, but--thank you, thank you, thank you--from the look of things, he'll only need to stay clear of water for a couple of weeks. (When told he'd have to even be careful in the shower, he said, "Okay, I just won't shower." Think again, buster).
Anyway, the kid was back to his mentos, Diet Coke and his usual self today.