X- Ray Dress

The baby G recently discovered she could get the bathroom door open. Unfortunately, while on a particularly dangerous mission to liberate the rubber duck stranded in the bath she caught her hand in the door, making her little finger swell up. Cue a quick trip to the x- ray department.

Because I had to sit with her while they did the x- ray they dragged out this huge red lead lined surcoat that they strapped me in. Baby G gave me that slightly puzzled look she gives whenever she finds something is a little weird and I think seeing her dad strapped in to an armoured dress definately counted. I must have looked like the hardest transvestite this side of London.

The doctor puts down a plate for G to put her hand on flat which she immediately does without any prompting. Because everyone was expecting her to take some convincing the doctor and the nurse with us stop trying to explain what they need us to do and start running around like headless chickens in order to get back behind the barrier so that they can quickly zap off an x- ray before she moves.

Still, it's all done now. The fingers clearly not hurting her- they think she's just bruised it, but we'll get the x- ray results next week (I'm sure these things get done much quicker on Scrubs...).

And yes I did have to give the surcoat back which was a shame because I was all set for a Knights who say "Ni" re- enactment.
:-(