Ring, Ring. Hello, Julia is here in the office with us. She has just cut her finger and we think she might need to be seen by a doctor. Since I was at work, and 1/2 hour away, I called Grandma & Grandpa to run over to school to rescue her until I could get there. I was able to make a trauma appointment at our doctor's office right away (while driving too fast on the highway). They determined she didn't need stitches...just some new fangled skin glue, tape over the glue, a gauze bandage over the tape, and a metal cage to keep it all snug and secure.
She was very brave until she saw the blood again at the dr's office but that soon passed...nothing a Happy Meal from McDonald's couldn't fix. She was sad to miss school--(and I was scheduled to help the teacher serve the sauce) so we decided to go back to school--just in time for some warm, freshly made (and just a wee bit bloody) applesauce.
She couldn't miss that after all that trouble!!
2 comments:
Haha, a metal cage....
This makes me think of how scary it was to work in child care. A kid scrapes his knee and you must fill out an accident report and wonder if his mom will tell you off.
Of course, I would never let a 6-yr-old use a knife, crimety!
Also, it's interesting how McDonald's is synonymous in my mind with sick days, at least when I think of when I was younger. I think whenever I'd leave early for a doctor's appointment, I'd expect to get some McDonald's too.
Anyway what a brave girl she is! Going back to the scene of the accident and everything...
Hey, we never got to make applesauce... :/
well--luckily I didn't have to tell anyone off once I brought her back with that giant thumb!! They all felt plenty bad all by themselves!! Good thing I'm not a total jerk--I could probably make a little money...haha! Little did we know...the secret parents' code...McDonald's = please don't cry...haha
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