She was a champ! The nurse was great with her and had E helping with whatever she could. The doctor was kind and efficient. I got to lay on the bed with her the whole time and hold her hand and read her a book. They numbed up her cheek, cleaned out the puncture wound really well and then he put two stitches in her cheek. It wasn't a big wound thankfully, it was just jagged. It looks great so far. We were in and out in an hour...which is rather amazing.
Of course I had to take E to get an ice cream cone and a fairy doll after the whole affair and in my mind she totally deserved it. As we were leaving the hospital, Emilia said to me, "I don't care if I have stitches in my cheek because I'm still cute.....and I'm alive."
I'm glad she has her priorities straight.
:)
2 comments:
Um, woah. Saddest story ever -- poor girl. But, cutest response ever! So precious.
OH my freaking heck! Shar, I think you are one of the best mothers alive. That you laid with her on the bed and read stories, what she will remember is how fabulous you were. You were there for her in the most important way. And you can tell her that she is cute and she will only get cuter and now she has a cool dog story to tell at parties.
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