A couple years ago Scott was playing ball. He slid into second and got a nasty graze on his calf. Three days later the graze had doubled in size, was infected and gross. Scott could barely walk because as it turned out he had cellulitis, an infection of his fat and needed antibiotics to nip it in the bud and make sure he didn’t go septic.
Yesterday Scott was playing ball and once again he slid into second and got a nasty graze on his calf. In exactly the same place. He woke up this morning sore and limpy, so this year we didn’t waste any time waiting and seeing. He nipped to the doctor’s office at lunch time and got some meds to fix him up.
Impressive bandage, huh?
Were you safe? If not it wasn’t worth it. Please check out the diamond before you slide.
It’s your mother ** still worrying about you ** and 38 years from now you will be doing the same thing. I can tell by looking at little Mr. Action on Amy’s blog shots.
Love Mom
Take Care!
Oh Scott that doesn’t look or sound nice. I have the same question as your mom! I hope after all of that you were safe and not out at second! Amy, I am guessing you are going to have your hands full taking care of Scott for the next little bit!
Hope you are up and walking around like new soon Scott!