Welcome to August 1st my friends. I wanted a new header.
Was making it… hear a crash…
Next thing I know, ladies night out having dessert is cancelled (for me, at least) and we’re off to the ER with Mr. Conner. That’s right, it’s the Erickson’s family first set of stitches. Actually, just one stitch to be more specific. If it was anywhere other then the face I wouldn’t have done anything — but being that it was crossing the vermillion border and kinda gaping, I thought it was best to have my peeps at Kaiser take a look.
We were given the option, 1 stitch, or none but after we hauled Conner up to the table he did a rockstar job. I’m really thankful the doctor (she signed her name PAC, whatever that means) did such a great job.