Yes, this is ANOTHER knee related post. and Yes it includes not fun pictures. I did warn you a couple weeks ago that this would go down in history as the summer of the Knee.
Anyway, After he blew it open one week after getting the stitches out we made it about a week and a half, maybe two whole weeks before we had yet ANOTHER set back. This one was a little weird.
The kids were playing in their bedroom. Ben was sitting on the floor reading and Clara was sitting on his bed playing with bed buddies. I was, of course, in the kitchen. Ben comes out of their room and tells me he needs a band aid. When I asked why he said Sissy fell on his bad knee. I panicked, slightly. So I looked at it and it was a little red, but no open wound. I thought it had "hurt" but no real damage done. A couple of hours later it looked like this:
Yeah, that is a bubble of fluid making the fresh scar tissue raise. It continued to fill until that scab you see on the right side was pushed off. O.F.F. off. I called the Dr's office and described the situation and the nurse said, " When I told Dr. Blake what you said he made the strangest face and said that was most definitely NOT NORMAL and to bring him right in!"
The above pictures were just before we went to see Dr. Blake and the below pictures are the next morning.
So we did. Upon examination Dr. Blake decided not to drain it because the fluid did not appear to be infection and he did not want to introduce any infections! He said to watch it and if it continued to swell over the weekend that we would need to see an Orthopedic Surgeon.
I am SOO thankful that has been unnecessary! It broke open after a couple days and drained for a few more. Then it healed over. This was the last major issue. To date we are running and playing and riding bike again! Though, we are doing most activities with knee pads!
This is what his knee looks like today. It is a nasty scar, but thankfully not more!
The Scar is thick and it seems to be uncomfortable for him, as one would imagine, but all and all he seems to have finally healed! about 8-10 weeks, and the majority of the summer, but we survived our first go around with stitches! As rough as it was I am thankful that we did not have any infection, or orthopedic worries. Ben was a trooper, he whined very little, and accepted warnings and limitations much better than I would have expected such an energetic little boy. I am blessed with a very special soul in Ben!