Alrighty then.
Most have already heard the story, but here it is anyway. Last Sunday Jay and a friend were smashing matchbox cars with a short-handled sledgehammer. I know, I know....why would I let them do that....blah, blah, blah....Max and Jay have done it many times before and it always went the same way~ I contemplate saying no, but don't. I then call out..."Be careful!!!!" Sunday was no different. I was feeding Viv when I heard a cry/scream like no other. It was the textbook definition of bloodcurdling. I won't go into too much detail, but as we were running water over Jay's finger, I was silently praying that it wouldn't fall off into the sink. No lie. We fly off to the local hospital ER..
*The doctor at the first ER went to Iowa and worked at Covenant (Eric went to Iowa and I used to work at Covenant hospital-go figure) They decided he would definitely need to be seen by a hand surgeon.
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Dear Lord.....!!
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