Last week Max and Molly came down with the stomach flu which was loads of fun, then Josh and I were excited to celebrate our 7 year wedding anniversary this last weekend when we instead got to fight the stomach flu side by side. How romantic right?
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We had a few other exciting scares this week leading up to last night when Max had a nasty spill and split his lip in just the right place. It was gaping open and the side of his lip was hanging off his face, after I got the blood cleaned up I noticed that his teeth pierced his lip and it went through and through. Josh had an evening work event and I wasn't able to reach him so I called in the calvary to help with the girls and rushed Max down to the ER at Children's. Luckily with him being an oncology patient we get "special" treatment and they had a room waiting for us when we got there and a staff of ER doctors and nurses ready to get started. It is really a good thing I have a diagnosis for Max's clumsiness because I still cringe as new doctors do their examinations and bruise counts and of course last night was no exception - poor boy was riddled with bruises all over his body and I was sure they were going to call the police on me. We opted to try to treat him with some medication to relax him rather than the full anesthesia since they would have had to check us in to the hospital overnight. He like always was the model patient, you wouldn't have even known he was in pain. He flirted with all the nurses and tried to flash his charming smile at everyone who walked by his room, of course his smile was slightly deformed because of the hole in his lip, but that didn't stop him from trying. They were able to get him fixed up with 4 intricate clear dissolvable stitches on the outside of his lip (the inside should heal on its own), he was wide awake and watched the whole thing, he held still and did what he was asked except he kept trying to give the dr kisses while she was sewing so we had to take a few kiss breaks.
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