Stiches, stiches stiches ugh!

So today was a great day, until about 3:30 p.m. John's parents and his sister came to visit today. We just hung out and talked and got hair cuts and such. Then we went to Jumbo Burger. We no sooner had gotten home, than Wyatt decided to climb on the table (The little monkey that he is) and then he slipped and fell and hit his eye on the metal railing. Instantly his eye poofed up and bleeding. We were pretty sure he needed stiches so we went up to the insta care and as I was walking in a doctor was walking out and she saw Wyatt's eye and walked right back in with us. Then at the check-in counter we had five nurses all looking at him. He was pretty brave. They put his arms in a pillowcase and wrapped him up like a burrito and they stiched him up. He didn't much like getting the shot to deaden him, but everythig else was done. All while the doctor was stiching him he kept saying, Done, done, done. He wanted to be done.

He is doing great now. Running around like the wild child he is.