I grabbed him, an ice-pack, Ella Rae (still in PJs) and we jumped in the car heading for our awesome Urgent Care right around the corner. I really thought he had broken his zygomatic and injured his eye. This urgent care is staffed by ER docs which is a comfort to me because they see a lot of different cases and are always so calming. Of course as soon as we get there and get seated he's wanting to run around and climb on the chairs in the waiting area - geez.
The doctor assured me nothing was broken (I couldn't watch him press on it checking the bone) and his eye was fine. Ella Rae was telling him how we were suppose to go to Monkey Joe's to meet friends and play. He said, "You should go - he's fine!" I was in shock but both of them really wanted to go...so we did and they had a blast. I did get some crazy mommy stares though - oh well!
Oh precious Bruiser is certainly earning his nickname!
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At least he isn't going around saying "my mommy did this to me" like Brian used to have fun doing when people asked what happened to give him his black eyes.
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