Here she is. Eleven months old. The mitten? It's covering the gauze and tape that are wrapped around her fingers. Second-degree burns are covering my baby's three middle fingers as a result of a manual temperature test of steaming hot soup. After 90 minutes of screaming, writhing and sheer agony, the doctor-prescribed Tylenol (with some special sauce) finally allowed her to sleep.
She's been a trooper these last couple of days - what little time I've seen her. When she IS awake, she's been smiling through her drug-addled eyes, until it's time for the next dose and 4-hour nap which follows.
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How did we not run into each other in the ER? *Sigh*. Happy to hear she is doing better. Are you, like me, tempted to dip into that fantastic Tylenol they give our littles? hehe.
Poor sweet girl! I pray she heals soon.
oh poor sweet Sadie! Is she okay?
oooooooh no :(
boooooooooooo. kisses!
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