So as some of you know, and some of you don't, about 2 weeks ago Faith was at my parents house & slipped and whacked her head on the stone hearth of the fireplace. She was bleeding pretty good & had a gash in her head. They took her to the clinic there & got it glued and I'm told she sat there quietly the whole time. If you ask her what happened she'll tell you the doctor squished her head back together and glued it. (which is pretty much what happened) My mom was understandabley (sp?) a little nervous the rest of the day about her falling again. She told Faith later to please stop running. Faith said, "It's ok Grandma! If I fall & break the other side the doctor can glue it too!" Mom also felt really bad about Faith's poor noggin and she was telling her she was really sorry about her head. Faith said, "Grandma, it's not your fault. I did it."
Since my almost 5 year old neice was born mom has been saying someone's going to fall & crack their head open on that fireplace. Guess she was right. (don't tell her I said that!)
Faith's head is now on it's way to healing (after bonking heads with a little boy at daycare last friday, causing her head to bleed & prompting an ER visit, then bonking it again while she was playing last sunday night, causing it to bleed more). Part of the scab got knocked off yesterday, then last night it was just hanging on by some of the glue that was left. So this morning I yanked it off (seriously gross looking, a scab hanging on by a dab of glue, yuck). Faith now has a dent in her head & some tender new skin on her forehead. She'll probably have a pretty good scar, but I guess she'll have a pretty good story to go with it!
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