My sweet little boy pulled a mug of steaming hot tea off the counter and onto his face and body last week. It was the most horrific day of my life. We are home from the hospital and he is doing well, considering the amount of pain he must be in. He is still jumpy from the trauma of it all, but he is considerably calmer now that we are home.
His face has to be washed 4x a day and I am constantly applying bacitracin to the burns. He hates it when I wipe him, but then he goes and rubs at it himself. Three times now he has rubbed off a chunk of skin and started bleeding. It must be so hard for him to not understand what is wrong with his face and why his mommy keeps hurting him trying to keep his wounds clean. It is heartbreaking.
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