My dad once fainted when he saw a bit of blood on the bandages when I had my wisdom teeth removed. This from the man who when I get bloody knees or elbow scrapes blithely says, “proof you had an adventure kiddo.” My mom only slapped him once or twice because the nurses came in and got him all rigged up to machines. I was really scared for him and after three hours of waiting for his blood pressure to go back above 100, we both got what we wanted. To just go home.
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The first story I read of yours was "Seventeen Across" in Stone Soup. (By the way, I've always wondered-- what was the answer to the crossword puzzle?) I started really following your work when I watched a video on the Stone Soup website of you painting an illustration, and it got me interested. And, after reading much of your blog, you also got me interested in the... what's it called? Scholastic Alliance for Young Writers and Artists. (Great job, by the way! I'm planning on submitting a book that I'm in the process of editing. I've probably edited it ten thousand times.)
I just love reading about young authors like me. This comment's probably getting a little lengthy, so I'll wrap it up. :)
For the life of me, i completely lost all my memories for 24 hours! I was told i was fully awake and such, but i don't know what i did then! it is really scary what dentist can do to people.
thankfully that was before Youtube was around or it could have been even more embarassing.
lastly, did you mom really slap your dad for petty things that he does Emma?
i assume smelling salts were not on hand at that time.
I hope he is doing alright now.