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My son and I were sitting in my trusted GP's room. He had finished examining the little one and it's my turn. Ya... crap! We both got sick... just from sitting in the freezing Shin Kushiya restaurant at Vivocity for dinner.

The nurse came in. "Doc, a child is bleeding." "Ok bring him in."
Right immediately, an Indian mom rushed in with a 3-year-old boy in her arm, followed by her older daughter. Her hand was covered with dried blood from pressing the wound on the boy's scalp. It's a 2 cm shallow cut. He wasn't bleeding anymore.

I bet she made a dramatic entrance into the clinic. She looked panic, with tears in her eyes. The boy seemed to be frightened by his mom's frantic reaction.

"What happened?"
"He fell down."
"It's OK it's not a deep cut. He looks fine and scalp does bleed more. Did you wash him?"
"No."
"Ok, go to the toilet and clean him up now."

Then, the father called and doctor assured him that it's just a small cut and he was attending to the child. In fact the child smiled when the doctor gave him a sweet - Vit C. When the mom was done with the child, the doc gave her a gauge to press on the wound, reassuring her that it's not a big deal and she had to wait at for their turn.

"Can we stay here instead?"
"No, I prefer you to wait in the waiting hall."

Arghhhhh... finally she's out.

"They are all crying. Both parents are panic!" Apparently the father was crying over the phone. The fall of their child was definitely causing a bigger trauma to them than the little boy.

I put myself into her shoes and I don't see me being the panic mother with tears gushing out of my eyes. Touch wood when shit happens, if situation permits I'd nurse my child's wound, put antiseptic on it and make decision if I need to take my child to the doctor. Then I'll give my husband a call for a brief report. Little children are extremely sensitive to our feelings. They are observant, absorbing information like a sponge. Being panic and weary would only add more psychological burden to the little ones.

As I walked out of the doctor's room, the mom was still sobbing, while the child was happily enjoying his biscuits.