Monday 23 July 2007

Pieces of Wood

The theme for the last few days has been splinters. Late last week, Charles managed to jump around on the back deck in a way that embedded large splinters deep in both his feet. I ended up having to dig around a bit to get most of them out. Naturally, Charles had put very thin splinters in, so that they couldn’t be pulled out in one chunk. Mom had to help me restrain him as he screamed and my hand cramped up from folding back his toes to get access to the injured area. Charles alternated between screaming about how much it hurt and how we shouldn’t stop and leave it in. In the end, I had to leave one piece embedded, in the hope that having opened things up enough it would get pushed out on it own. That turned out to be the right choice, as Charles took a bath immediately after and reported that the last piece had floated out. I checked and couldn’t find any remaining wood, so it seems that’s what happened.

Today it was Alice’s turn to get a splinter, once again a thin one embedded deep in her heel. I let Mom work on that one while I held the screaming Alice. Mom got part of it out but we ended by trying the bath technique again, unsuccessfully. Now we’re reduced to hoping it pops out naturally, although it seems a bit deep for that. We may need to require footwear for the deck, which would be a big annoyance, but less of one than picking out splinters.

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Why is it that they think you are sawing off a limb when all you are doing is pulling out a tiny splinter??? At work, I am known as the splinter expert!

Posted by: Deborah on 23 July 2007 at 22:41

Why is it that the children are so daft as to get the splinter in the first place? Bix routinely plays on the wood chips around the climber in the back of our house with out shoes on. He does this despite the fact that he has gotten splinters numerous times this way. Splinters from the pile. of. wood. chips.

I guess this is why our children require parental care, as say, opposed to a sea turtle. No splinters in the ocean.

Posted by: Karyla on 24 July 2007 at 05:43

You know it’s partly for effect when the screaming starts before you even touch anything. Still, the splinters were deep and required quite a bit of digging.

I think our deck is getting old — they should be able to play on it without getting splinters.

Posted by: Dad on 24 July 2007 at 06:43

Mom got the last bit of splinter out this morning.

Posted by: Dad on 24 July 2007 at 14:57
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