Bloody noses

I was settling down to make some bread this morning when the eight year olds school rang – he’d hit a wall with his nose and it wouldn’t stop leaking claret. I left the dough and jumped in the car. He’s gonna have a couple of black eyes and his nose is now VERY big – I took him for a quiet sit-down in A&E for a couple of hours – have you been there recently? – its moved and nigh-on impossible to find and there’s no parking. Any way the triage nurse took a look once we’d given full family history and the whole familys set of shoe sizes, then we waited for the secondage nurse to have another look … … … while we were there several builders came in (not all at the same time) with various broken or bleeding parts – obviously a dangerous job – steer yours away if you can. And a couple of care home kids with carers – one had fainted and another twisted a finger (worried about insurance claims I suppose). Do family Doctors do NOTHING these days? Well our turn came – ‘we’ don’t do anything for noses apparently – wait a few days until the swelling goes down and if it looks bent then go to ENT – didn’t even stick cotton buds up to straighten it like they do in boxing on the telly – no wonder there’s so many ugly kids out there. There didn’t seem to be a firstage nurse so we just left. Oh well he can go back to school tomorrow. I’m trying to make some tomato bread this afternoon – ordinary bread but when I knead the dough, I put in bits of sun dried tomato and olive oil – smells ok – should be done in about fifteen minutes. Could be a bit weird with butter and marmalade, more a salad or pasta type bread I expect. He’s (the eight year old) playing Xbox now – I can’t even go shopping ‘cos there was a report in the paper about truancy patrols finding most kids skipping off are out shopping with their parents – there’s nothing wrong with him but the school won’t take him back today – it’s the same if he is sick – they won’t take him for 48 hours – of course he knows this and has been ‘sick’ twice this year already – but now we’re wise and demand to see the vomit. No vomit – no stayee at homee. We gave the two year old some calpol before crèche once and made the mistake of telling them – thought they’d like to know – they refused to take him – now of course we just don’t tell them.