Daddy's Ouchies

A couple of days ago my husband was carrying laundry down the stairs behind me when he slipped. He hit the corner of the wall before I could catch him. His leg immediately began to swell which then turned into this wonderful yellow bruise. Him and Koco have matching bruises.

Then today he was trying to put in the air conditioner to combat the 90 degree weather we are having. Three hours and seven stiches later he got it installed. His first mistake was not waiting for help. Then he turned his back on an unlatched window. The window of course immediately fell causing a cut on his arm. I screamed and ran outside yelling "honey, are you okay?" His response was classic he said "ummmm Noooo." He had cut his arm protecting himself form the falling window. So we left Koco with Grandpa B and went to the ER. We spent just over three hours in the waiting room, for the doctor to tell us what we already knew, He needed stiches. So of course he had to get a nurse to come in and set everything up while he did god knows what. Then when he finally came back, it took maybe five minutes. Then the nurse had to come back and bandage it up and have us sign paperwork before we could finally leave. On a positive note we ran into a friend in the waiting room. She is pregnant with her fourth child and yet she has no children. Due to an illness they have all died in utero. We think she's going to make it this time. Go Heather go, only 7 more weeks!