Prior to dinner, Lynne took poor Isabel to urgent care for round two of her chin saga, removal of the dreaded stitches. By Lynne’s account this sounded even more traumatic than the original stitching. Imagine a poor frightened screaming four year old been held down by a few nurses and your mother, your head squirming while the doctor tried desperately to dig eight tightly knit stitches that were difficult to snip…well that’s what happened yesterday. She is doing much better today.
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