I Poured Blood Again Today
This one is for the lady that helped me today. I don't know her name.
Almost dying doesn't feel very good at all. When I poured blood out of my mouth it felt like spitting water into a bowl or something. This was my head pouring blood today. When I touched my head I saw that blood was pouring out. I cried a little- but just a teency bit- because I don't like when these things happen to me, especially places like school.
Then I stopped crying because I'm tough and I went looking for my teacher. There was this other lady that found me. She's the one that stands outside at recess and tells you "Don't do that" to everybody. She took me to some other ladies and then Mumma came to get me. It was just a little cut and it doesn't really hurt any more, but I did bleed all over my favorite dinosaur shirt. I hope Mumma can get that blood out. Right now I'm just hungry. I want to eat cookies that aren't cooked yet, or dinosaur mush.
I decided I wanted a happy picture on my blog today so I got McCall and Weston and we took a happy picture.
[Dad's Note: We never figured out what he hit his head on today. Luckily he didn't need stitches and all is well. He did bleed quite a bit though- his shirt was drenched in blood. For newer readers, when he mentions almost dying, he's talking about almost bleeding to death after a botched tonsillectomy. Read all about it at I Almost Went to Jesus.]
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1 Comments:
Bridger,
I am so sorry to read about your cut head. I glad that the nice lady helped you out. You were very brave to only cry a little bit. Be careful!
Love ya, Steph
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