Tonight bear was exhausted and when bear is exhausted he speeds up. DH and I sat in the living room and listened to him running repeatedly from one side of the room to the other. Thud, thud, thud, thud. Thud, thud, thud, thud. Thud, thud, thud, ow!!! Bear had tripped, fallen and landed on a small plastic dinosaur which managed to leave a very small scratch on his leg as it shattered into a dozen plastic pieces.
Bear was appalled. Bear was horrified. Bear put on an operatic performance and wailed as if he was about to be taken to field surgery. There was a hint that a drop of blood might - just might - ooze out. I had to put on an emergency plaster before his leg fell off. I am definitely not taking bear to drama school. He is bad enough as it is.
To be fair, bear is not the most stoic of children but he is pretty exhausted and he just was beyond himself. After some heavy duty cuddles he calmed down and flaked out. I shall go up and retrieve him from wherever he switched off and put a duvet over him.
Father is much the same. He coughed the feeding tube out twice today. He was sick when we were there. I am a bit worried.
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