Ben's head injury

The first Monday in August found us in the ER with Ben. He hit his head on the corner of one of the columns in our foyer and even though it was only a small laceration, that sucker bled like mad. Two hours and one staple later, he was like new. I never realized how often I pat his head during the day until now. I keep accidentally brushing my fingers over the staple and it makes my tummy roll. Perhaps I need to rethink a career in nursing...