I knew this day was coming... Benny had his first set of stitches. Ahhh, boys, crazy boys. He was taking a bath and out he comes and slips on the tile and bam- smacked his eye right on the toilet. I hear the scream, the different tone of scream where you better run because it's something other than the usual bang/hit. So there he is screaming with blood dripping down his face. So off to urgent care where it was a complete waste of time because they wouldn't touch it... liability. His gash wasn't that big but right in the corner of his eye. So ER we went to. We spent a couple hours there where Benny was entertained until 1am. He really was a good experience for him and you know how sensitive Benny can be, he was worried. Versed was our good friend that night, and Benny enjoyed it. Steve didn't like him in Versed mode at all, but he was definitely a funny character. He was in love with the bears on his hospital gown and the fact that his finger was glowing from the pulse oximeter probe. He says in a slur, "Wow mom I'm happy, right mom, I'm happy." Fo sho he was. We wouldn't have gotten through the 3 stitches without it, he laughed while he was fixed up... much better than crying.
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Oh poor baby!!! That might be his first trip to ER but it won't be his last! Little boys are crazy. Rhonda
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