I must say, she was possibly the bravest person ever when it came down to brass tacks and had to have almost ten anesthetic shots directly in her laceration. Yes, they certainly put on a topical before the anesthesia shots, but they were still braced for the screaming. Shockingly, nothing came except for severe shaking. It's possible that I was crumbling like an autumn leaf in the wind, wishing to God that I could take it for her and reliving my own stitching experiences, but she was utterly perfect for them. It is my guess that she had an intrinsic knowledge that moving, yelling, or talking would make the situation worse, but still.
The hospital rewarded her with with not one, but TWO cuddlies to take home :)
Sadly, the next day, she tried to flip off the chair. It would appear that this lesson applies only to the couch, and not to the concept.
Yes, many more trips to ER. I see them coming.
