Well, an unexpected twist arrived to our Saturday when our biggest monkey slipped while jumping on the couch....he fell off and bumped his head...wide open on the coffee table!! He was a super-trooper though! He cried at first, but stopped as Mom prayed....and then never cried again (about this particular accident). Upon discovering our taxi stand was devoid of taxis, Dad walked Moo out to the main road, caught a mini-bus to the nearest hospital (about a 5-10 minute ride depending on traffic) and stepped right into the ER. While the doctor worked, Moo & Dad told stories under his "surgery-tent" and then headed back home via mini-bus. He walked in the front door as happy as could be, as if his momma's heart had not stopped beating 2 hours earlier. So here he is, with his "happy mac-n-cheese home from the hospital" meal...ready for Easter the next day.
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So....how many stitches? :)
Strangely...they didn't count. Or so my hubbie said. ;)
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