Two weeks ago and six days I was running and playing tag with my older brother Caleb. Suddenly, I felt a horrible pain so I looked down at my foot and saw a BIG cut. Caleb went to find Dad, and then Mom.They brought me inside and told me the painful truth. I had to get stitches. So they carried me to the car. We got to the walk-in-clinic 5 minutes before they closed. They gave me 11 stitches. Today, they pulled out 2 stitches.
-Colin
Friday, July 09, 2010
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Hi Colin,
You look miserable in this picture. I'm glad that Caleb was there to help you and that you made it to the doctor before they closed! (Who drove?)
When do you get the rest of the stitches out? Does being injured result in your brothers and sisters treating you differently?
Hope you heal well!
Aunt Becca
Hi Colin,
You look miserable in this picture. I'm glad that Caleb was there to help you and that you made it to the doctor before they closed! (Who drove?)
When do you get the rest of the stitches out? Does being injured result in your brothers and sisters treating you differently?
Hope you heal well!
Aunt Becca
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