On a day long ago and far away, Millen got a splinter in her finger. She kept this little tidbit of information to herself.
One day last week, Millen had a painful little bump on her finger. She couldn’t stir the pancake batter. She couldn’t turn the pages to Arianna’s favorite book. She could hardly even do the Wiggles.
Oh yes, we were in a dreadful state.
So the next day we went to the doctor’s office. “Sumthins skuck in there,” she told the nurse.
“Oh really?” said I.
We went home with a prescription for antibiotics and an appointment card to see a surgeon. Today Millen is having a “procedure” to remove the “sumthin” that’s been “skuck” in her finger for so long.
All prayers, warm thoughts and words of encouragement are most gratefully accepted.