We were having a great time with the kids having a run about and looking at the freshwater stream in the sand and nattering with the other home edders when Teacup 2 exclaimed "Mummy, I've cut my foot!"
Not thinking it was anything in particular, we asked her to come over to us and then we had a look it was a bit sandy, and once we cleaned up the foot it started bleeding a lot and the cut looked quite deep and was about a couple of inches long, from the third toe to part of the ball of the foot so as a precaution I called a taxi and MommaL took her to the hospital while i had lunch with the other teacups and then we headed back home.
At the hospital, they had a look at Teacup 2's foot, which had stopped bleeding by then, so they cleaned it up and it looked like this:
The thing is we don't know what she cut her foot on, so there was nothing to show the hospital which was annoying. Thankfully, no stitches were required and she didn't require a tetanus.
So, if you decide to throw garbage on the beach, I have a suggestion...DON'T DO IT.
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