Day Whatever - My Visit To The E.R.

This weekend I learned that I don't like hospitals. You see my brother Sam kind of ran into a tree. (Don't ask I really don't know) He happened to cut his right below his eye pretty bad so we took him to the E.R. to see if he needed stitches. It turned out that he need two. Of course being the wonderful sister that I am I held his hand while he was getting stitched up to make him feel better. I wasn't even watching him when all of the sudden I got really dizzy and couldn't see. So I sat down and regained my vision when of course my hearing went away. Lucky Sam and I are both okay and back at home but I think we both learned our lessons don't run into trees and leave the room when someone is getting stitches. Happy Monday.