Sister and I joked that most stories that end up in the hospital or a doctors visit start like this: I was finishing up in the shower and Todd... (I kid!)
Coincidentally, this is how this one began.
Todd was out of the living room for a FLASH. I was upstairs. In the time it takes a gentleman to relieve himself BB busted his lip. It was enough to warrant a second opinion at our peed's office and it was split enough for them to send us for a third opinion to Children's Hospital of Philadelphia (CHOP.)
BB is in great spirits, is a fantastic patient and I hope that's because Todd and I stayed calm and collected the entire time.
Since I don't like to do things more than once, here's my review of CHOP on yelp.com.
|Part of me secretly hopes that since this laceration is in the soul patch region that he gets a scar and can't grow one...fingers crossed.|