Yesterday, P had her first T-ball practice. Once we arrived at the park, she proclaimed I'm just not going to play.
After a bit of bribing (I owe her a strawberry shake, a DVD, and she gets to watch a movie in the car every morning for 4 days) she joined the other kds and had a good time.
While running at the park, she fell into a bush, where she came up with a hand full of thorns. Not normal size thorns, but thorns about as wide as a piece of hair and small enough to fit on the head of a pin. I counted 31. I was able to remove about 10, but the rest had made themselves a home in her hand.
This morning when she woke, the 'thorny' area was red and swollen:
After talking to P's doctor at the World's Busiest Air Base, she asked me to bring her in. She said she was worried about it being infected. I think the Doc was going to try to remove the thorns...until she saw how small they were. She told me to keep an eye on it and to return to the clinic if it 'festers.' Personally, I hope it doesn't 'fester.'
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