Sooooo, Monday afternoon ... around 3:18pm Abbey started crying. She stopped, took a few steps and started crying all over again. I picked her up to check her out ... ran my hand over her feet and came back with some blood. After checking her out and NOT being sure if anything was in her foot ... we loaded up and RAN to the doc office. They worked us in, once we saw the doc he told me this:
He wasn't sure if anything was in there. HOWEVER, if there was something he would have to send her somewhere else to have it removed. Sooo, he sent us for xrays. If the xrays showed something we would be sent somewhere. If the xrays didn't show anything and it didn't get any better he would still send us somewhere else.
TUESDAY: 4pm ... Doc office calls. There is something in her foot. We go in the morning to have it removed.
It was a small piece of glass. We have NO CLUE where it even came from. She was not a happy camper, having to lay still to be messed with. But she was a big girl and is going to be OK!
He wasn't sure if anything was in there. HOWEVER, if there was something he would have to send her somewhere else to have it removed. Sooo, he sent us for xrays. If the xrays showed something we would be sent somewhere. If the xrays didn't show anything and it didn't get any better he would still send us somewhere else.
TUESDAY: 4pm ... Doc office calls. There is something in her foot. We go in the morning to have it removed.
It was a small piece of glass. We have NO CLUE where it even came from. She was not a happy camper, having to lay still to be messed with. But she was a big girl and is going to be OK!
