Oh yes, I forgot to continue with the cliffhanger of yesterday's post. Who bit who. (I'm sorry, it just sounds better than who bit whom. When we are talking about borderline canibalism, proper grammar seems inappropriate.) Right. So 3yo bit 8yo last night. I was asleep. Spouse was at a meeting. Both children screaming and crying with phrases like "He's not being very nice to me!" and "I will NEVER have a chance to read on the ipad. Never, Never, NEVER!!!!" So I thought it was just a bad case of histrionics and would pass if I ignored it. Nope. She bit and broke skin. Had I NOT been super tired and had they NOT just run my patience to zero with the constant and very loud screaming, I might have had the wherewithal to figure out what to do about the bite on my own. Instead, called nurse care line and they insisted that 8yo go to urgent care to be seen. Spouse took him. They spent 3 hours waiting and were asked, "Why did you bring him in? Did the nurse-line know it was his sister who bit him? Does she have rabies?" Lovely. So all is well. Comments are closed.
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