On March 6th, 2015, my son went to see his doctor to get the stitching removed. After visiting the ER on the day he got injured, he is afraid of his doctor and lost his faith in her. I wouldn't blame him for not wanting to visit his doctor. I could only wish to able to explain for him to understand why we were in his doctor's office and tell him Daddy feels your pain.
At home, my son and I observed and inspect his injured finger once more. The joy of knowing, giving its time, that little finger will heal again. Every time when he showed me his finger, I would concede him by kissing it as to comfort and heal the finger. I really enjoy doing that.
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