All is calm. The kid's are outside playing nicely with each other. Dad & I are discussing the local news over too sweet coffee, then all hell breaks loose! Julianne can be heard screaming - as if she may die. Jackson burst through the door announcing "I've got this - I just need a Band-Aid, for Julie". Before Grandpa or I can react he has retrieved a Band-Aid & it back out the door in a flash. No more than 2 minutes later Julie is in the kitchen, blood already seeping through her Band-Aid, freshly applied by 1 minute older Big Brother's First-Aid kit. Dad & I come to a quick agreement, that this wound needs more than 5yr old Doctoring. We remove the haphazardly applied treatment from her palm to find, loose skin, dirt & a rock along with blood & goo! Gramp's is better with this kinda thing than I - so I insist he take over care at this point. Julie screams like a wild animal while Dad removes excess skin, cleans about half of the dirt out & re-bandages her! We hope she won't have to have her hand amputated, but since Dr. Jackson did a botched job the 1st go round it's a toss up at this point! <3
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