We were having a "no emissions Saturday" yesterday and I was stitching a great deal. Things were humming along. The kids had friends over to play with them, I was cranking out some 50 odd bags and then, BOOM. Ok, what happened. I walk a few steps to the play room and my little guy is standing there with his mouth wide open and no sound coming out. You know it is bad then. I noticed the blood. A lot of blood. I could tell we were in for the ER. 4 hours, 2 stitches and a few carbon emissions later we left Vanderbilt ER. All is well. He fell backward over the couch. How many times have I told him not to stand on the furniture?
Teresa
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