another trip to the doctor for stitches

as we were sitting slightly before maghrib, kak de came rushing over, shouting "ibu, abang kena pisau, keluar darah, banyak, CEPAT!"

so we rushed to amjad. Abah got to him first. He was in the bathroom trying to wash his wounds away (!) while shouting, "ibu, nak pergi klinik."

there were blood spots everywhere on the kitchen floor.

He had to have 4 stitches. Ugh, it was a deep wound -- at first glance it looked like he could have severed a finger. Deep enough that abah almost fainted after a while, luckily Mummy was there and could tend to Abah while I sat with Amjad.

He wanted to help Najwan make a hole for his "fake" bottle. Najwan had this bright idea he could pretend to be a baby again drinking ribena out of his now empty mini 'milk bottle' candy container, only thing was that there was no hole in the nipple. And Amjad decided to cut it with his right hand -- dominant left-hander that he is.

He has to go back Sunday to re-dress the wound, and next Thursday to take out the stitches.

The other kids -- and him -- have decided they're not going to use knives anymore. Najwan threw away the candy bottle right away.

Let's pray this trip for stitches will not be an annual affair.