My poor baby had to get seven stitches. What are the odds that my rough and tough boy has never had a stitch or a broken bone and my little princess (terrorist, dare devil) has already beat him in the sick scar department? Scotlynn handled it like a pro until it actually came time to lay on the gurney and get rolled up like a burrito in a sheet while having some big strange man string a needle through your eyebrow, lets just say SHE FREAKED!!! It took about twenty minutes to get the seven stitches in because the little Hercules needed two girls and the burrito sheet to hold her still and even then she managed to give them hell!! Once we got home she had a power nap for about twenty minutes and then woke up and was my happy little girl again.
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