We were sitting in the living room talking when we heard a big thump coming from down the hallway. Bill jumped up straight away to see what it was. When I heard him say “you alright, William?” I jumped up to see what was going on, only to find William sitting on the floor in the bathroom with blood everywhere!
Apparently he had felt dizzy (he thinks he stood up too quick) and blacked out, knocking his head on the bathroom sink. He had a gash a couple cm’s long just above his eye. Bill cleaned him up (I’m hopeless at the sight of lots of blood) and took him up to casualty.
Four hours later (four hours of me stressing!) and they come back, William sporting 4 stitches and carrying on like nothing had happened while I’m a wreck!
William eve had the balls to say to me that since he was so brave, could he get a new HDTV as a get well gift! Cheeky little bugger!
Bill said the nurse had heaps of trouble stitching because William’s skin was so tough! She apparently had to use pliers to force the needle through his skin….ugh! Makes me nauseous just thinking about it *turning green*
Kids!
