Well, yesterday....my goober baby aka Fatso, was playing with my father at my parents home like she does all the time. She likes to run across the room, jump into a bean bag chair and slide the rest of the way across the living room.... Well.... yesterday (4-19-15) she did one of her regular jumps into said chair, and instead did a home plate slide into the bean bag chair on their hard wood floor, the chair stopped and fatso kept going....chin first into the floor. Me, the hubs and Murphy & groucho were just trying to keep calm.... then I saw blood and we jet out like a bat outta hell.....After 5 hrs of waiting, fatso got 5 stitches in the meat portion of the bobo and 8 on the top layers of skin....She screamed and pleaded to make the doc stop and that she had to pee, and that she was hot, and sweating and scared. For 35 min she pleaded and screamed. They washed and cleaned and numbed and did shot after shot....finally we left and soon after walking out, other than pain, she was fine. The process itself exhausted her poor body. She was however up at 5 am bright eyed and Bushey tailed lol.
We took the bandaid that was protecting the area off today and now she's leary of anything touching it or even looking at it....She's being so good about being careful tho. My big girl.
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