Stitches...A First in Our Family

On Thursday night we were out watching Jay mow down the weeds in our yard (yes, weeds...not grass). Emory had a little rake and Macie decided that she wanted it, so she grabbed it from her and began digging in the dirt. Emy was crying on the steps jumping up and down and just as I turned around to help with the situation Macie said, "here" and threw a shovel over for Emy to play with. Well, it hit her in the face and split her lip open. I grabbed her and ran her inside to the bathroom and sent Bridger to go get Jay. Macie came running in behind me with tears streaming down her face and holding her lip and crying Owweee! Owweee! over and over. Emory was already done crying and then I had to calm Macie down and let her know that it was an accident. Jay still wasn't inside yet, so we went out to find him and he was still mowing the weeds. He said Bridger told him Macie hurt Emy, but this is an hourly occurrence, so he didn't think much of it. I got his attention and we decided that she was probably going to need stitches. I ran the kids over to Robin's house and he loaded Emory in the car and off we went. We realized what time it was and that we had less then five minutes to make it to a doctors office before they closed otherwise we would have to go the the ER and pay much more. So needless to say we drove really fast, but we didn't make it in time. We took her to my parents house to see if we could just butterfly bandage it and they took one look at it and said take her to the hospital. So back in the car we went. We got her to the ER at about 8:10 and about two minutes after we sat down Jay got a phone call from our sister in law who was at the hospital with her daughter's friend. The friend was needing a Priesthood blessing because she was about to deliver her baby at only 21 weeks pregnant. It was neat for him to be able to be there so quickly and hopefully his blessing brought her some comfort.
Well the ER was very busy and were there several more hours till Emory got her stitches. We were lucky because the doctor who stitched her up had a lot of plastic surgery training and he did a great job stitching her up. We decided in the end it was probably a good thing that all the other doctor offices were closed because we don't think anyone could have done a better job. Emory even slept through getting her stitches, the doctor said that never happens. She had to have 5 stitches. She is such a good little girl. No one else in our family has every had stitches, so she is the first to go through this and she did great.