earlier post, I wasn't having the best birthday. Maxwell, in his nature, decided to make it special. In his words:
"I was trying to get my balloon from the ceiling when I fell and landed on the coffee table right on the edge. We're going to get rid of that bad coffee table."He was climbing on the furniture while I was in the kitchen and BAM! smacked his face on the coffee table. Yeah. (That coffee table's gotta go.) From here I'll summarize: bleeding, call Matt, discuss, ER (same ER, same Dr.). Diagnosis: broken nose. Follow up with the ENT on Thursday. Today he's bruised and swollen. But he hasn't complained of pain once. Tough kiddo!
With Max, life is an adventure...usually including a trip to the ER.