Stitches and Spots

The fun never ends.

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It was another trip to the ER for us this past Monday. Cash got a hold of a pair of scissors (from a desk drawer that is child-proofed, mind you) and before we could intervene, it was Bauer to the rescue. Unfortunately the rescue didn’t turn out quite as intended. As the scissors were being pulled away from Cash, his finger got sliced open and required 4 stitches.

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Thankfully it was on TJ’s day off so I didn’t have to brave the ER alone, and the whole trip, from home to ER and back, took less than an hour. It’s always nice when the mishaps of life work out conveniently.

Bauer’s chicken pox are coming at a rather convenient time now too. It’s been 2 weeks since he was exposed to Cash having them, so this is about what one would expect. He started with just a few spots yesterday on his belly and chest and now there are more on his front and back. I am interested to see if Bauer’s case will be as mild as Cash’s, or with Cash’s being as mild as it was, if he will get it again from Bauer. There will be an updated pox post once there is more to report.

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01 2010

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  1. Papa #
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    Boys and stitches – yes, that is a common occurrence – way to go Cash!

  2. Ginny Hardin #
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    Oh no! Aren’t all the little traumas of parenthood exciting. I hear with boys, stitches can be quite common – I wouldn’t know! You girls only had one stitchable injury each. Ginger – yours came when you were trying on a pair of shoes I had gotten you from Walmart or Kmart – the two shoes were hooked together and you were having fun walking jerkily around the living room. And then….you fell and split your forehead open on the edge of the brick hearth. Your daddy was such a champion – he calmly washed out your wound, put a bandaid on it to hold it closed, called the local dr to meet us at his office, and we all went to his operating table and watched him stitch it up. I could hardly take it but you didn’t cry a bit (except right when you fell) – such a brave little girl!