Me and my husband went to get tattoos today. What was suppose to be a couple of hours was 6 hours. Didn't expect that. I felt ok but in pain an hungry. So we stopped at Carl's jr on the way home and got everyone something to eat. As soon as we pulled up my 12 year old comes screaming out of the house that my 7 year old hit his head and he's bleeding. We didn't rush too fast cuz he does this all the time over the tiniest things. My neighbor comes out and says he should be fine but we should get him checked out. We get in and look at his head and it was split open so my husband rushed him to the ER. I was a nervous reck being home. He kept texting me and let me talk to him and he sounded fine. But then he sent me a picture of his head and the cut was huge. They ended up giving him 6 staples. And he has a huge bump. While they were gone I threw myself in this nervouse worry cleaning spree. They came home and my husband said I needed to take my bandage off and wash the tattoo with soap and water. Twice I had to stop because I suddenly felt sick, dizzy, and I couldn't hear. I thought I was going to pass out twice. Now I'm just sick to my stomach. I know it's all nerves but I can't get it too pass.