World of Pain

I think I’m dying. I think I’m fainting. The pain is excruciating. I want to cry. We were having our morning “walkies” behind the hilltop park near our house. We do this when papa’s not working. I do not know what happened, but somehow I missed a step and I fell and scrapped my knees on the cobbled path. A sharp pain coursed through my leg. The end result is this. It was very painful; it felt like fire ants biting my leg. Not that I had ants biting my leg, ever. But you get the picture. Papa looking at me all bloodied up and walking wounded, went into rescue mode and carried me off swiftly back home. My knee was still throbbing. After a quick rinse and a bit of antiseptic lotion, a big band-aid was slapped onto my knee. Papa gave me my milk to get me to sleep it off but I couldn’t sleep. The pain was just too much a toddler could take. Eventually, papa ended up massaging my knee softly until I doze off to slumberland. My very first accident involving blood spillage. That was my day, how was yours?