






in front of her rose bush
that was transplanted from Raleigh
(it was her first Mother's Day gift)



Warning: The following photo may make a person cringe.
The story: Memorial Day weekend, Caleb fell off the couch and bonked his head on the couch. We weren't even rough-housing. I looked at the back of his head and knew immediately that we were going to emergency room. I had my chin split open in gym class in high school and had to get stitches, and Caleb's cut looked like that, but smaller. It wasn't bleeding to bad, thankfully.
We walked to the emergency room (because we can here in the city). The nurses numbed the area while we waited. We were told that they don't use stitches anymore, which is good because we could hardly keep him still. On the other hand, they used staples! Yes, staples. And we will have them removed on Monday. His wound is healing well, and any scar will be under his hair in the back of his head.
So if you would like to see the picture of the staples, scroll down.
The story: Memorial Day weekend, Caleb fell off the couch and bonked his head on the couch. We weren't even rough-housing. I looked at the back of his head and knew immediately that we were going to emergency room. I had my chin split open in gym class in high school and had to get stitches, and Caleb's cut looked like that, but smaller. It wasn't bleeding to bad, thankfully.
We walked to the emergency room (because we can here in the city). The nurses numbed the area while we waited. We were told that they don't use stitches anymore, which is good because we could hardly keep him still. On the other hand, they used staples! Yes, staples. And we will have them removed on Monday. His wound is healing well, and any scar will be under his hair in the back of his head.
So if you would like to see the picture of the staples, scroll down.
