No more stitches

Zack had his stitches taken out yesterday. It was much more traumatic that having them placed. The big problem was that Zack had no idea there was anything wrong with his chin. He had slept through the stitching, and the sutures were below his chin, so he couldn't even see them in the mirror.

Think of it. Then the poor boy is suddenly held down on a table at the doctor's office while a person he doesn't know stands over his face with scissors and tweezers. It was a little tricky because on Sunday Zack had fallen and caused the wound to bleed, creating a big new scab covering the sutures. And somehow through all of his craziness, Zack had lost 3 of the sutures already. So it just took a few minutes of holding him down, and a fresh coat of super glue over the owie, and Zack was bouncing off the walls again, ready to take on the world.