...ask for ICE at an ice skating rink!
Today we went ice skating with our church family. On about his second trip around the rink, Ian slipped on a big wet patch of ice and down he went, apparently head first. He was soaking wet and had a big goose egg rapidly forming on his forehead as proof. So I went to the front desk and did what any good nurse would do:
"Could I please have some ice for my son's head, besides the stuff on the floor?"
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