Before:
Buffy was having a good day. She had decided she liked sunglasses and was post-nap, in a good mood and playing.
We decided to start supper and Buffy walked 5 ' away, into the living room (still within line of sight of the Mr) as I got out ingredients and we heard a horrible thunk followed immediately by screaming.
Dawg had gone past Buffy and knocked her down (normal occurance--not ill intentioned, just a fact of life) and Buffy's face hit the corner of the coffee table.
In the time it took for the Mr. to get her into the kitchen and a wet rag on it, there was the largest, fastest swelling goose egg I think I'd ever seen--well , as best we could see under all the blood.
I threw on a sweater and shoes, grabbed an ice pack, and we all headed to urgent care.
There, we got to try to hold a cotton ball they taped to her head w/ antiseptic numbing solution on for 1/2 hour.
Then they swaddled her up (angry baby!) and I held her arms inside the swaddle, the Mr. held her legs inside the swaddle, the nurse held her head and the doc put in 2 stitches. There was much screaming and taking her vitals was torture.
3 hours after we left, we got home, put Buffy to bed, and wished we had wine in the house.
I now have a stress migraine and this is Buffy after (the swelling had gone down TONS by then):