The unhappy photos are hours after the trip to the ER. He screamed more about having his photo taken than he did about getting his cut glued together. He was hopped up on sugar, because MB made the not-so-brilliant decision to distract him with several popsicles while we used a rag to stop the bleeding. Then Ned took him to the ER (that's the happy photo up top, after treatment, and before the latent sugar effect). Now, if we can just keep him from trying to peel the glue off his skin.
Daniel and I were placing bets about broken bones when we were in Vicksburg, so I suppose a gash is relatively mild in comparison.
ReplyDeleteWhat, no kitchen stool in Dr. Don's kitchen! Looks like the thought the ER was a pretty neat place to visit. Tell him, the Dr. said, "No more climbing or jumping on chairs!"
ReplyDeleteGlue! Wow! I have a very similar cut (I was on a swinging office chair, going round and round, until I basically flew off of it and went and landed on the corner of a desk!) but there was no glue back then... stitches! I think I was about 3 years old... Ugh. Glad he's doing well!!!
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