And, 3 Stitches Later....

One rainy, stormy afternoon there was a little girl playing in her pajamas inside her house. Her mother had just finished making her her favorite lunch, noodles! As her mother came to get her and put her in her chair to eat, she went and hid and asked her mother to count, "one-two-tree, find me." Her mother (who loved her dearly) thought, well what's the harm in playing for just one minute before lunch. So, she went and peeked over the couch to find her sweet little girl hiding crouched, head down and laughing.

 So... her mother tickled her and then ran away waiting for the little girl to find her. The little girl counted and then went in search of her mother. As she found her the mother jumped up to tickle her again, so the little girl shrieking with laughter ran away as fast as her little legs could carry her. She jumped up on the couch and began climbing over (back to her original hiding spot). Her mother, watching her frantically climb, thought to herself, hmmmm, this could be bad. But, since behind the couch is where they store their extra pillows and blankets she thought, well, even if she falls it will be a soft landing. But, boy was she wrong. The little girl leaped over the couch and went face first into the edge of the windowsill.

No hands or anything to break it. Her face was the first to hit. The very image still makes the mom sick to her stomach. The mom rushed over and grabbed her precious little girl and held her tight. The daddy, who was watching the whole episode rushed over to help and pulled the little girl's face back to check for damage. As her head came back both the mom and the dad knew it was bad and would need professional, medical help. So.... the dad rushed to get ready (since it was a rainy day the family was still in P.J.s) as the mom tried to help. Sadly, she too was a little traumatized by the whole incident and probably more trouble than help as she blubbered and shook trying to put a band aid on, etc.

 The little girl got a sucker at home to be a brave girl and stopped crying. The daddy took her to the closest Emergency Room and they were instantly seen. The girl's dad said she never cried again, and only got close as the Dr poked and prodded around the eye socket to check for any other damage. The Dr then put on a gel that numbed the area (thank goodness not a shot) and the girl waited for 20 min for that to take effect. Though she was still a little sad she managed to smile for the camera so her dad could send it back to a very sad and guilt ridden mom to try to make her feel better. Try being the key word since the mom felt awful and guilty about the whole thing.

 After the 20 min expired, the girl laid in a bed with her daddy laying next to her. He put an episode of Diego on his phone for her to watch and while the Dr put in 3 stitches she laid VERY still, never moving and watched her show very calmly as if she didn't know what was going on. Because she was such a brave girl she got an ice cream cone on the way home. She even came home smiling and laughing, and was ready to play again.

However, her mom and dad are now feeling very over-protective. But alas, such is life.