Well, we all knew it would happen sooner or later. I was rough housing in the living room and feel and hit my head on the sub-woofer. I mean sure, it hurt really badly at first but after that I don’t know what the fuss was all about.
Susana took me to see Dr. Mike but apparently they can’t do stitches at the doctor’s office…who knew? So then I had to go to the emergency room at GBMC. All in all, I have to say that they weren’t very nice. But they did take good care of me and after a long time of screaming and crying, they stitched me all up and I got a popscicle.
Mommy said that if I do that to her again, she’ll make me live in a bubble, like some “bubble boy” from 100 years ago. I don’t know what she was all upset about though.
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