I had just finished a session in Scottsdale, early to my next shoot just down the road, when I saw I had a missed call from Matthew. As I listened to my new voice mail, all I heard was Rayna screaming and something about, “We’re going to the emergency room.”
I rushed home and met Matthew on his way to the ER. Turns out, Rayna had pulled our (super-duper, heavy-duty) barstoll over on her while Matthew was cooking dinner.
The doctor used glue instead of stitches and said the scar shouldn’t be that bad. This picture was taken a few minutes ago. Her cut already looks MUCH better this morning.