My DD, then just turned two, was playing chase the chocolate biscuit with her Dad. I was washing up when I heard a scream, and DH saying “Oh my God” on repeat. My DD had a slash from her eyebrow to her hairline. I could see what I thought was bone beneath the cut. The volume of blood was unbelievable.
i will get to the remote control soon, honestly…
I said that we couldn’t wait for an ambulance, shouted at DH to check he had his phone in case we needed to call 999 on the way to hospital (this was 24 years ago, and we still shared our phone). He patted his pocket, said he had it, and we sped off, practically leaving rubber on the road.
To cut a long story short, we got to hospital, were triaged, saw the doctors, DD was admitted, and DH then pulled out his phone… which turned out to be our remote control!