SETUP: We/Chase, had/has a jacket like this.
It is one he got for free from Sports Illustrated.
It says FALCONS on it.
More SETUP: On Friday morning I went to go to a funeral.
(Shauna Miller's mother died.)
STORY: While I was gone, Quinn went outside to work on getting all the leaves out of our pool. Griffin went out too. He was wearing the jacket.
As boys will do, he tried to turtle himself into his jacket; to shrink down below the zipper, then he tried to zip up the jacket. Somehow, he got his EYELID caught in the zipper!!
MORE SETUP: This was all during our power outage. I learned to charge my cellphone at every opportunity. I was charging my cellphone in another room with the phone off. I did not want the phone to ring, or beep at an improper time during the funeral.
STORY, CONTINUED: Griffin cried/screamed as anyone would. Quinn came and saw what had happened. He tried calling my cell phone, but I did not answer. He tried calling Dad, but by that time he was almost at work, about 40 minutes away. He called Heather, but because of the traffic it would take her about 40 minutes to get to our house, then he tried calling Angie Jensen. She came over.
About this time, I went to check on my cell phone and found many messages, and missed calls and missed texts. Griffin had zipped his eyelid in a jacket zipper. I had one message from Griffin just crying so pathetically for about 3 minutes. It was awful. I raced home!
It was hard to know what to do, but eventually, I cut the jacket off his head with just the section remaining that he had zippered to his eyelid.
Then Angie saw that we had to just zip UP the zipper to release his eyelid.
I told him it would hurt, then quickly zipped hard and fast.
Within 30 seconds he felt so much better.
Sorry, there are no BEFORE pictures. I was REALLY tempted to run and get the camera and take a picture, but that seemed a little cruel.
Here is Griffin's eye right after his release:
1 comment:
ok, this made me LAUGH.
the closest story i have to this one (and it doesn't even measure up) is that when i was about seven i was brushing my hair with a round brush and managed to get it stuck in my hair. we were driving to the store at the time (what seven year old brushes their hair on the way to the store?!) to buy pumpkins and i was so embarrassed that i just sat in the car and cried. i cried all the way into the hair salon, where they used oil to work it out, i think. i guess i was just terrified that they would have to cut it out. good thing you didn't have to cut Griffin's eye out! :-)
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