A few weeks ago before, right before Ty's first birthday, I allowed my son, through pure neglect and just bad mothering to obtain his first injury.
We were at work and on our lunch break. As usually I went to the nursery to pick him up for about 20-30 minutes just to spend some time with him and bond a little before getting back to work.
We rode in the elevator up laughing as he has finally figured out the joy behind pushing a lot of buttons. When we arrived on our floor I set him down to talk. We stepped out of the elevator and there waiting were a few co-workers of mine, all of which love and adore Ty. So we hung out for a few moments while they got to love on him.
Well in that time the elevator sounded to signal that it was now closing and going back downstairs. Ty heard the noise, turned around and started to go back into the elevator. He then stopped right in the track of the closing door. Which usually wouldn't be a problem for a normal person but not for a tiny 1 year old. The elevator didn't sense him there and kept trying to close. The poor boys biggest little tiny toe was on the track and the elevator bounced off of it, finally sensing him and opened again.
It was too late though, the damage had been done. For a few days his little toe was a pretty rainbow of red, blue, purple and black. It has finally cleared up now but I still fear that as the weeks go back his toe nail will eventually fall off. Creepy!!!
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