Just when you think that things couldn't possibly get any worse, of course that's when they suddenly get worse. Boy, was our night surprisingly eventful, and not in a good way!
Once we had (most) of the mess cleaned up, we were able to sit down and have dinner. And of course after dinner there was the usual fun and games which included the kids chasing each other around the house. That was when the real tragedy struck.
My poor little sister fell right into the edge of a chair and got a huge gash in her forehead. Sorry for the graphic image, but I do mean a huge gash. Blood was just gushing everywhere, and while it was very scary, my mom and I were trying to keep calm so Twin B wouldn't panic. Twin A was so supportive and just kept asking if her twinnie was okay. At first my mom was going to send me to the closest store to get butterfly clips to close it up, but she soon realized that it was much too deep to fix ourselves. The three of us (my mom, me, and Twin B) took a trip to find the closest hospital and get her checked out.
Luckily, the nurses said it was an easy fix, and while it would take up to six months for the scar to heal, she would be completely fine. After about an hour we were free to go home. My dad had been holding down the fort with the rest of the kids, and they all had stayed up late to make sure their sister was alright. Everyone was impressed with the huge bandage she came home with.
I felt so bad because my brother thought he was the 'worst brother in the world' because he had been chasing my sister when she fell. But he didn't mean anything by it, and they were just having some fun, so it wasn't really his fault. He felt awful though, so he was really glad when she came home and she was alright.
Boy, there is never a dull moment in our house! And a scary situation really brings family together... we had all been getting kind of grouchy and on each other's nerves after the beanbag explosion, but the severity of my sister's injury brought us all together so quickly and we all forgot that we were annoyed with each other. We all just jumped in and started helping with whatever we could help with. Luckily everything turned out alright and my sister's going to be just fine!
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