My First Emergency Room Visit

Yeeeeeooooouuuuuccccchhhhh!!!!! This afternoon I slipped on the wood floor in the living room and somehow managed to bite through both of my lips. Of course Mommy had just stepped out of the room when it happened, and since it's all somewhat of a blur to me, we don't know how it actually happened. Once she got all the blood cleared out of the way and could assess the damage, she knew I needed to see a doctor right away. (Don't these things always happen when the regular doctor's office is closed? But I digress.) So, off we went in my now ruined, favorite sweatpants. Here I am in the waiting room with my nifty little bracelet, still sucking on the ice teether that we've kept around since I was a baby for just such an occasion.


After the nurse gave me the once over, she let me play with the thermometer machine while we waited for the doctor. I thought it was pretty darn cool! When I touched one of the plastic covers and put it back in the box, the nurse said that I could play with all of them now since she didn't know which one it was and would have to throw them all away. So if you've ever wondered why healthcare is so expensive...it's because of kids like me!


Still waiting, but who's complaining?


Back home and no stitches, woo hoo! You can see the mark on my bottom lip, but it's the inside of the top one that is really bad. Mommy is going to have to make me some soft stuff to eat like jello and pudding. Hmmm, I bet I could get some ice cream too...this may not be so bad afterall!