sweetshauna
12-06-2013, 12:20 PM
Late evening Thanksgiving day (11:30 p.m.) I'm going to the E.R.
My dog was appearing to have a tooth problem. I guess I hit a bad spot, he bit me.
He released as soon as he realized what he had done. But the damage was already done.
18 stitches to the face. Depressed, and not feeling very fem. And worried about how bad the scarring was going to be. It was to work, and home. Just over 5 days this went on. Yesterday the stitches came out, and to my surprise my wife presents me with a new skirt she bought me to celebrate. So first thing this morning we went to get a top to wear with it.
In turn I bought her a new skirt, and jammies. And a box of candy to say "I Love You."
My dog was appearing to have a tooth problem. I guess I hit a bad spot, he bit me.
He released as soon as he realized what he had done. But the damage was already done.
18 stitches to the face. Depressed, and not feeling very fem. And worried about how bad the scarring was going to be. It was to work, and home. Just over 5 days this went on. Yesterday the stitches came out, and to my surprise my wife presents me with a new skirt she bought me to celebrate. So first thing this morning we went to get a top to wear with it.
In turn I bought her a new skirt, and jammies. And a box of candy to say "I Love You."