STitches, StAirs and DoG biTes!

What a day....... where do I start, it's on these lovliest of days that I just love being a mom. At about 10:45 AM Daphne was running around the kitchen, pushing Phoebe's walking toy (which I always tell her not to do), when she slipped, fell forward, chin first onto the tile floor, slitting her chin open about an inch. So I get her to calm down, get a washrag on it and realize I have to go get Faye out of school (only half an hour early) to go get Daphne some stiches. Wait, forgot to add this part, So I call WeeCare peds, where I have taken my kids and they cannot get her in until later afternoon. Yea, I was not going to let her sit for 5 or 6 hours with a split open chin. So I ask if they have an Urgent care, she says "no" but that I might want to try Tanner Clinic. So I call there and say my daughter has a split open chin that i'm pretty sure is going to need stiches, and then ask "do I need an appointment?" The woman says "no, just bring her in". So I pick up Faye and off we go. We get there to find out it's not an urgent care facility after all, but the lady was nice enough to get us in to see a doctor. So, we finally get in, a nurse come in to look at it, then has me hold some sort of gel that is a numbing agent so they won't have to do the shots. We have been there for about an hour and a half at this point (and my kids are starving), finally the doctor come in to do the stitches. When he started Daphne was crying that she could feel it. So he has to resort to the shots after all. He gives her just a little of the shot and HOLY CRAP, she is strong, she started freaking out! They didn't have the arm and leg restraints, so they wrapped a sheet around her arms, then I had to hold them down, one nurse is holding her head, and another had to come in to hold her legs. Once she's restrained better the Dr. proceeds with the rest of the shots, then he starts right into the stitches... I think she felt the whole thing. She was thrashing and screaming and I could feel her wince when he would get a stitch in. I'm not usually one who can't handle things, but this was traumatic! All the while Faye and Phoebe are outside the room and I had Faye feeding her breath mints to occupy her. Finally it was over and she was all sweaty from being under the sterile paper (which I think also added to her being scared). I felt so worn out when it was finally over! Let's just say I won't EVER be going there again... the dr. didn't really seem comfortable with the whole thing and they did not seem like they knew what they were doing. Poor kid! But then we get into the car and she is right back to normal asking for a peanut butter sandwich.
Then about 5:00 Phoebe falls down the stairs! Luckily she feel just right (if that's really possible) that she didn't get hurt... that is until our neighbors stupid little dog bites her on the nose! It's a little maltese/shitzu mix, so nothing too scary, but still it drew some blood. Luckily the dog is up to date on all her shots, but Phoebe won't ever be that close again...... again, poor kid.
As for Faye, it was just another day........