This afternoon around 5:40 Ava was walking around the coffee table to come eat some scrambled eggs with me (her new favorite) and she slipped and hit her forehead on the table. She put all her weight into it and the table is iron. As soon as she looked up at me hysterical there was already an egg on her forehead. It was the size of 1/2 of an actual egg. It was huge and purple. She was hysterical. I was hysterical. My grandparents were visiting, so we hauled butt to the er. Everything's fine. The x-rays were worse than the fall b/c was doesn't like to be restrained. She fought with them and cried her little eyes out. To make matters worse she had missed her last nap earlier in the day. I just put her down for the night. The dr. said to check on her every 2 hours. I'll be up all night, but it's worth it. I kind of thought I should put her in bed with me, but I didn't.

On a different note. The dr. called. My levels were borderline, so he wants me to go back Wednesday to redo the blood work. My boobs are killing me again, so I'm sure everything's fine.