I have a 2nd grader in my office waiting for pick up as we speak. Apparently, last night he stepped on a nail - three puncture wounds in the bottom of his foot - and grandma "put Clorox in a bowl and had me put my foot in it, so it's ok now". Um...WT actual F?
I've called mom and told her he needs to be picked up and seen by a doctor to ensure proper treatment and update his tetorifice if needed.
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UPDATE
After meeting grandma, DFACs is being called. Just don't have the warm fuzzies about the possibility of him actually going to the doctor.
I stepped on a nail at school. The look on that nurse's face when I came in was priceless! She did little to no care except calling my mom and telling her to take me to my doctor. This was the 70's, pre-lawyers. I believe that was the only time I visited the nurse in elementary school.
Nurse? What nurse? We didn't even have a nurse. It was a lot of suck it up butter cup and that was the 80's.
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Nurse? What nurse? We didn't even have a nurse. It was a lot of suck it up butter cup and that was the 80's.