No, that is not just marker on Chloe's forehead. She fell against the cement step in the garage and made a crater. Screaming child, gushing blood, it was quite a seen. We were just about to head for therapy, but instead we headed for ER. Chloe ended up with 2 internal stitches and 9 on top. She was a real trooper though. The real surprise came when she tore them open again the next day doing a somersault off the recliner and had to be restitched. That was almost too much for Chloe and Mom. I was in tears too by the time she was done screaming.
Thankfully, we kept her still enough until her stitches came out yesterday. That was no small task I might add. I didn't realize how much she loves to climb, jump, run, spin and tear around.
Chloe's stitches were just the end of a long line of events that began shortly after Labor Day weekend at our house. Our well pressure tank had to be replaced, the girls had a 4-wheeler accident (they are fine, but Chloe went to ER to get her leg checked out), our septic system backed up into basement soaking 1/4 of our finished basement, and after 5 inches of rain in an hour, our basement, rental property, and family business were all flooded. Thankfully, we are on the recovering side of things. We have learned a lot about ourselves and how to depend upon God through trauma and financial insecurity. Our basement is getting back to normal (minus a bunch of carpet), the business office is finally back on track this week with the cabinets back in place, drywalling done and new carpet installed Final repairs to our rental also happened this week. I feel like just shaking my head and saying, "Did that all really just happen to us?" But honestly, there were blessing all along the way and I'm thankful for God's noticeable presence through each trial.
"Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness." Lam. 3:22-23