My boy's best scar!

Well, last night, K was getting her bath and I was doing some other things and B was...well, using the restroom. K got done with her bath and went to her room to get ready for bed. B finished...and began to get ready for a bath, when suddenly I hear him fall and hit the wall. I heard him start crying (screaming) right away and run to find Mom. Now, I immediately react to find him and tell him to come to me. I know that because of the way I heard him hit and the reaction he had to it, I expected this to be a bad fall. I had no idea! He came around the corner and there was so much blood, I expected his head to be gashed wide open. I started yelling for J to come to the bathroom while I immediately grabbed some wipes to put on the wound. Because there was so much blood, I had no idea where it was coming from, only the area. When he came around the corner holding his head, blood was in his hair, down his face, in his hands, etc. and he was frantic. Needless to say I probably scared him because I freaked out too. (It has always been like me to sympathize for children more when they are hurt or otherwise, but when it is your child, you feel like you have just been rendered paralyzed.) It only took us about 5 minutes to get the bleeding to stop to see the 1/2 inch gash in his forehead. He kept telling us how bad his head hurt and all I could think of was to switch places with him. I took him to the ER for the obvious reasons. It was a pretty good wound and expected to need stitches. By the time we got to the ER he was starting to feel a little better and his mood was improving. Now, I had said to someone "When I get to the hospital, unless someone is dying in front of me, I expect to go back quickly." I think we only waited in the lobby for about 2 minutes. The best ER service I've ever experienced. We got back to see the doctor and the Physicians Assistant who helped us, was none other than one of our T.S.'s outstanding volunteers. She recognized me and was very, very good to B. Well, the Dr. came in and asked all the head questions you could think of, (did he lose conciousness, did he vomit, etc.) all to which I replied no. He handled it very well! I kept asking him how many fingers I was holding up and asking him if he was awake and keeping his eyes open, etc. (BTW, with any head collision, you hear about not going to sleep, well, considering this happened at 8:15pm and he was only 30 minutes from bedtime, this was easier said than done!) When the Dr. came in, he decided against stitches in favor of "Dermabond." This is a flesh glue (for lack of a better term!) which wears off after about 10-14 days. Now, imagine the wound and the PA squeezing it together while the Dr. applied the glue. B was not a happy camper. This of course made his head hurt worse. They brought in some Children's Tylenol and he was afraid of it because of the Dentist visit I wrote about because of the taste in the medicine which made him sick. We finally took the medicine and he was ready to come home. I could tell when he started feeling better because everytime someone would walk by our room, he would ask, "when are we going home?" He is fine today and will be okay with a good scar to show for it. My boy is tough!