Well, I don't need them now. They've been replaced as my patients. Several months ago 3-year old Aidan's mother, my daughter Amy, convinced him to let Grammie take a sliver out of his hand. He didn't want his mother to do it, in spite of the fact that she's a Registered Nurse. I then proceeded to do a successful splinterectomy! So this evening I got a call from Amy saying that Aidan had a large sliver in his foot and he wanted me to take it out. I felt so honored!
They came down to see me. Aidan was so good and brave. I didn't even need to dig at it with a needle - the tweezers did the job. He went away happy and it made my day. Thanks Aidan.
The offending sliver
Doctor Grammie at work
Look away Aidan
The culprit - safely out. 
9 comments:
that's a big one! poor boy
Look at Aidan being so brave!
That thing is huge.
I don't recall us having tweezers in the house when I was prime splinter age. You just had sewing needles, that wicked left hand, and a bogus story about the little girl who got gangrene.
Good for you Pat! I always hated taking splinters out!
Love your new photo of your family on top! Such a nice picture of you all!
Hi Pat - what a crew! Just found your blog - interesting!
Amazed at how much Aiden looks like hi Dad in these pics.
LAM
My five-year-old mind probably exaggerated this, but it seemed like you dug in my heel with that needle for half an hour.
My kids were just the same - and I LOVED taking splinters out with a needle and tweezers! And Randy is just as bad as the kids were - they won't let me have any fun.
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