Friday, June 15, 2012

Golf Ball Lip




Trevor came into my room the other morning and said that he had a golf ball in his mouth. I was sleeping so I asked him again what he said as he whispered to me 3 inches from my face. He repeated himself and sure enough, there was definitely something going on with his lip. I could see that it was a bug bite of some sort. I gave him benadryl, but by the end of the day, it was hot and hard to the touch, and he was misreable. He saw the doctor. This time Trevor said that there is "skin and water in my lip. It is not a golf ball." He got some antibiotics and by the next day, he was a new boy. Cute thing! Bless his heart. We called him "Bug Bite" that night.

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