Yes, this is our second trip to the urgent care with Sammy for stitches. Five stitches in his tiny little thumb. He was going to help daddy put up a race car fan I got for their room. Daddy left his Swiss knife (closed) on the floor as he went to get some more tools. Sam decided to open up the Swiss knife on his own and sliced his thumb. Poor Nestor still feels like crap. Nestor was so frantic that he gave them the wrong health card and the next day I went to give them the correct one and come to find out they do not take the one the kids belong too. So we will have to pay out of our pocket for that visit. Men!!!
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