I was interrupted in the middle of blogging. Carlton needed a bag from Samuel's room and the alarm was already turned on. Sam had gone to bed, or so I thought. I flipped off the alarm and opened the door to see Sam and his foot. Blood dripping. Sam had pulled off a toe nail. Gross Gross Gross! As I doctored it and put a band aid on I asked what happened. Who knows?! He didn't apparently.
After putting him to bed for teh second time I called Scott and said, "In all my safety planning there is nothing that tells me how to protect Sam's fingernails and toenails!!!" Truly a Good Grief moment!
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Still praying. {{{Hugs}}}
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ReplyDeleteaugh!! My son has been picking a whole in his forearm ever since he skinned it (mildly) in the driveway. He picked the large scab off of it and picked until it bled in front of the psychiatrist the other day. How silly!! He doesn't care what it makes the dr. think of him, but at least the dr. is seeing it first hand. I read the later posts as well and I'm so happy you're going to have a place for him to go soon.
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