How can a little boy be smiling the day after a late night trip to the ER? Cause he's a Rockstar!!!! After tripping over his own feet and crashing into the kitchen stove, I thought the cries were from just a normal little babe fall. Then I noticed the open wound and immediately grabbed my purse and car keys and off we rushed to the Hospital. In my rushing, I left my back door open too! (All cats accounted for, but I'm sure they had some fun on the prowl in the big back yard).=====
Luckily, the Dr. gave me the good news that Fritz's wound was not in need of stitches, but that it did need glue to be sealed back up. And this is why I say my kid is a Rockstar. He only cried for a few minutes after it happened, but was fine by the time we got in the car, and he only cried when they cleaned and glued his wound. Any other time he was just fine! Actually, I think he did better than me. No, he did. I was a wreck.
4 comments:
Poor little guy! I can't wait to meet him in person this week!!!!
Poor guy! Hopefully you didn't have too long a wait at the ER. Here it is easily 3 hours if not more. Hope it heals quick :)
Oh! Poor little man! I am the same, worse off than Cohen is when he hurts himself and imagining all sorts of things. We have had quite a few trips to the ER. Hope it gets better soon too.
:)
oh I am sure momma could have used some valium while she was there! hahaha
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