Do any of you know about my stitches? Well one day I was working on the fort with my friend Dylan. Then, a piece of glass comes up and rips a huge gash in my ankle. So I sprint home faster than I've ever run before, and when I get inside I scream as loud as I can. Then, we put on water and a band-aid. Then, a bunch of blood comes pouring through the band-aid just as the missionaries show up!!! They carried me to the car and bandaged my leg up as tight as they could.
When we got to the Urgent Care Center we got a wheelchair to roll me in. We waited for five minutes and got rushed into a room. A nurse came in and took my measurements and stuff. Then, she left. All of a sudden blood came squirting through my cut, we then got the nurse to come back in. She stopped the bleeding while the doctors went to get supplies for stitches. They stitched it up and wheeled me out. It was an exciting day and a painful one.
2 comments:
Holy cow Cooper - that is one serious war wound. I can't wait for Bradley to see your blog... I'll show it to him tomorrow (he's asleep).
Cooper, I love your blog name. Pretty gruesome stitches, glad to hear that you are recovering well. Hope you have a great year at school...best to get your nose in the books and self out of the hospital for a while.
Aunt Liz
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