I hurried out to get him and headed to Scottish Rite. They were fantastic! We were there for 90 minutes and on the road back home.
Matt arrived just in time for William to take his pain medication. Which ended up being the worst part of the whole event. He had time to get "drunk" and not care about much of anything. We wrapped him up and sewed him up. We got home and he still couldn't stand up straight. Matt and I laughed and laughed at him that day.
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