Monday, August 02, 2010
The Unkindest Cut
Yesterday started off wonderfully, with Inara returning and Jayne and I taking her to get her first haircut -- which she responded to with her usual curious bemusement.
Unfortunately, the day got much worse from there. About an hour after coming home with me, Inara bounded up onto the bed next to me and faceplanted into the edge of a marble windowsill. The result was, well, horrific -- blood everywhere, followed by a terrified drive at 80-miles-an-hour or so to the hospital right up the street. Six stitches in the skull-deep gash in her forehead later, she was feeling much better. Her father, not so much. The doctors say the scar will likely vanish over time, which makes me think that in some ways Inara is the lucky one, as eventually she won't remember a thing.
I, on the other hand, will never forget holding my severely bleeding little girl in my arms.
The bottom line is that over the next 24 to 48 hours, I'm going to be completely out of the loop. I'm actually working on an extended piece for here and HuffPost that I hope to finish up soon, but I doubt that'll be for at least another couple of days.