This poor child was battered in 12 places. She must have hit the ground and rolled...and rolled...and rolled. Her knees and elbows were the worst, with the right side *hinges*, (AKA, knee and elbow), the most, "let's see if they make Daddy faint" yucky.
For the record, Daddy did not faint but he was teary eyed. Yes, I know...he is a keeper.
She is healing well, getting re-bandaged twice a day and even has her brother catering to her (He called 6 times during the 3 hours we were in the ER. "How is she now", "Is she in pain?"
Uh huh. He is a keeper too.
I wish you all a sweet Friday with NO bumps, scrapes or bruises!
Love and Hugs,