Had Scott been looking yesterday morning, this is what he would have seen coming toward him:
However, he wasn’t looking, and that adorable little finger of which you’re getting a close-up went into his eye, unimpeded by any flinching or blinking or other creative ways God has designed for us to protect our eyes. Consequently, today he is sporting a rather dapper eye patch over his moderate-to-severe corneal abrasion, courtesy of his doctor. (Side note: his doctor’s name was Ace. I thought that was cool.)
Poor guy. He’s in a lot of pain today. Pray for him, please.
Oh, and as another random side note, I want to say here that it was on the same day – August 30th – three years ago that Scott was struck by lightning.
Lightning, people. A bolt of lightning.
Do I have any authority whatsoever to just scratch August 30th from the calendar? Would they let me do that?
3 of your thoughts:
Ha ha! I mean, that's not funny! I was laughing that you want to strike August 30th from the calendar. I sound callous. I didn't mean it.
wow, that's crazy!!!
You can strike the date off, fine by me ;)
Whoa so weird!! Scary!! I don't think my cousins would like that very much because it is their anniversary :).
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