Well, Joelle managed to fall out of the lemon tree yesterday afternoon. We knew she had cut herself, but she refused to let anyone see it. Daran finally forced her to open her hand so we could see it. A one and one-half inch gash that was completely through the skin. Wince. Wailing. Knashing of teeth. Teresa took her to the private clinic where the doctor stitched her up. More wailing until the anesthetic took effect. She came home an hour later bouncing around and proud of her "badge of courage." Now she has something to show off at school for all her freinds to see.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Stitches
Well, Joelle managed to fall out of the lemon tree yesterday afternoon. We knew she had cut herself, but she refused to let anyone see it. Daran finally forced her to open her hand so we could see it. A one and one-half inch gash that was completely through the skin. Wince. Wailing. Knashing of teeth. Teresa took her to the private clinic where the doctor stitched her up. More wailing until the anesthetic took effect. She came home an hour later bouncing around and proud of her "badge of courage." Now she has something to show off at school for all her freinds to see.
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2 comments:
Joelle! please don't do that again! take care of yourself. let nate climb the trees instead :-) ask aunt sooze about climbing trees.
meemaw
oh poor thing! Let that heal up before you go climbing any more lemon trees. ;0)
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