And then we went shopping at the craft store where we definitely got more than we wanted. With two boys comes chasing, running, squealing, fighting, yelling... and today's adventure called for pushing. Dunno why the little man pushed the little guy, but he did and the the guy landed chin first into a fixture at Michael's slicing his chin about an inch in length and between a 1/4 of an inch and 1/2 deep. Took me a good hour to get out of the store, between the kind off duty paramedic that helped me and the moronic manager whom made me fill out an incident report before I left to get to the ER. At the ER we had another wonderful experience, we could not even have our name put in until I produced my physical insurance card or paid nearly a grand up front. Our insurance company is great in many ways, covering all of the little guys medical PKU needs, but they only gave us one insurance card years ago and the hubby demands he keeps it in his wallet. So after waiting for a over an hour for a copy of it faxed to the ER, they finally would take us. Lucky for the little man and me grandpa came soon after we got there and took him home and put him to bed... where he will stay all weekend, except to go to the bathroom! Luckier for the little guy the cut was clean and straight so no stitches they crazy glued him back together:) As he told grandma who was very concerned... "Good as new"
And then we went shopping at the craft store where we definitely got more than we wanted. With two boys comes chasing, running, squealing, fighting, yelling... and today's adventure called for pushing. Dunno why the little man pushed the little guy, but he did and the the guy landed chin first into a fixture at Michael's slicing his chin about an inch in length and between a 1/4 of an inch and 1/2 deep. Took me a good hour to get out of the store, between the kind off duty paramedic that helped me and the moronic manager whom made me fill out an incident report before I left to get to the ER. At the ER we had another wonderful experience, we could not even have our name put in until I produced my physical insurance card or paid nearly a grand up front. Our insurance company is great in many ways, covering all of the little guys medical PKU needs, but they only gave us one insurance card years ago and the hubby demands he keeps it in his wallet. So after waiting for a over an hour for a copy of it faxed to the ER, they finally would take us. Lucky for the little man and me grandpa came soon after we got there and took him home and put him to bed... where he will stay all weekend, except to go to the bathroom! Luckier for the little guy the cut was clean and straight so no stitches they crazy glued him back together:) As he told grandma who was very concerned... "Good as new" 
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I'm glad everything got taken care of in the end.
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