My first actual "shift" at work was good, then really really crap when I picked up my phone and had a missed call from my Mum (babysitting) 3 hours earlier, the stupid voice to text gave me this message "Edita and got a cap to clean his eye. Give us a call"
wtf? call Mum and Addison had stacked off the bed and crack his head open on the bedside table. She thought it might need stitches.
Get home and there is a 2 inch split between his eyebrows, which is still bleeding and gross.
Off to ER at 10pm at nite, home again at 1am with the gaping hole glued together.
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