I'm on holiday in France with DS (11), DH, and friends (including a lovely school friend of DS').
We are camping in tents.
Today DS almost fell off his bike, saved himself but in process hurt his big toe. He had crocks on but somehow Dan Alex the big toe anyway. By the time I got there there was a great deal of blood and I couldn't work out exactly what he'd done. DH carries him to the campsite and we elevated his leg.
DH isn't DS' dad. They are close but in this type of situation he understandably wants his mum. I came over very faint and could barely stand.
I wanted to work out exactly what DS had done to his toe. Most of the blood seemed to be coming from the base of his big toe nail. It didn't seem loose though and maybe he had somehow cut it along the base. I just couldn't stand up to help him. I could only hold his hand, keep breathing and then I threw up.
I'm so ashamed that I couldn't care for my own son when he was in such distress. DH and friends sprayed his toe with a lot of disinfectant spray and dressed it with pads and tape.
He has been sitting with it elevated all evening and has now gone to bed but it is really painful.
Every time I think I about it I feel sick and faint. I'm not usually queasy in this way. I know tomorrow I need to redress it and try to decide what to do but I don't know how I will do it. I can't even think about it without going hot and clammy and faint.
I'm also so gutted for him that he's hurt himself. We go home on Friday and it will be tricky for him if he can barely walk, bike ride or swim. Plus we have his lovely friend here who shouldn't miss out because DS is out of action.
I know none of this is critically important but I'm really struggling and don't know how to handle this odd injury especially as I can't seem to face it myself.