Upon arrival, I am totally expecting a crushed face. I am expecting the worst, especially when the front desk person tells me it is bad. She takes me back to where he is and there he sits in a chair with an ice pack to his cheek. My first thought was "At least it is not as bad as I was expecting" but that slowly changed to "my poor little man" when his lip started quivering and he started crying upon seeing me.
His face was extremely swollen and quite bruised. He said he fell really hard. I asked him what he fell on and he told me it was the steel climber on the playground. He also told me he needed to go home because he had a fever (leave it to my child on that call). After calming him down and daddy arriving, we had him take us to the playground so we could see where he fell. He showed us and then had to show everyone his owie. We decided to take him home but not without stopping at mom's work for tacos first (yeah definitely my child). He smiled in the car, ate crunchy cereal, and was overall in a good mood. I called the doc's office and was told unless his face was crushed in, there was nothing they could do so we decided to skip taking him for x-rays that were just going to tell us that he broke it and to keep ice on it since casting his head was not an option.
So it has now been over a week and the bruise is still present. Not nearly as present as the first couple days, but present all the same. He has had no issues with it and unless he presents problems in the near future, we will be maintaining our position of no x-rays or poking and prodding of doctors that is not necessary.
So here is the damage on the first day:
I don't have another pic of how it looks today, but I can assure you, it got worse after this picture and now is much better.
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