Bob was out of town and things were going relatively smooth until the last night when R came downstairs crying saying G had thrown a book at her. It hit just below her eye. At first there was just a little swelling so I went to get her some ice. When I came the swelling was a lot worse. I quickly had some of my neighbors give me their opinion on what I should do. After calling the doctor, I decided that she would be okay with just some ice and some loving care.
Her eye hurt pretty bad, but once the hurting stopped, I think she liked having a black eye. It shows you are tough, right!
1 comment:
Oh Sad.
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