nov 10

Today I took one of the girls, Laura, to the doctor. She had a weird thing growing on her thumb. She said that it hurt a lot and that she was crying all night. So after waiting for 2 hours, we went into the doctors office and he asked her a few questions about it. Then he had her lay down on a little bed thing and he put some stuff into her thumb with a syringe. She was shutting her eyes and holding her nose trying not to cry. Then the doctor left the room for like 2 minutes and blood was just trickling down her thumb. I didn’t feel like the process was completely sanitary. Then he came back and took out some pliers to hold the thing in place and then cut it off. Laura started crying and I wanted to cry for her too. Whether or not the doctor gave her a lollipop (he had them, but he didn’t), I decided it was imperative that she had ice cream. Oh the power of ice cream….