We had rather a frightening experience yesterday - our first trip to accident and emergency with Connor. He managed to fall into the corner of a coffee table and had quite a small but very deep gash in his head (I couldn't even look at it, it was absolutely hideous). He cried for about five minutes, then was as good as gold as we rushed him down the road (thankfully there's an A&E clinic about two minutes drive away). Luckily he got away without having stitches, just some special tape to hold it together. He was so interested in what was going on that he didn't get upset at all. He sat smiling and pointing at everything while the doctor bandaged him up and was very brave (far braver than his mother, I was a wreck!!!).